In the new year, I wish myself to be a friend, a love, a choice, a responsibility, a happiness, a desire, and the most precious person in my man’s own life. And the chance to one day call a man - my own.
And next — a good job, one that brings me joy and lets me grow in every way.
And, soon — to move into a new home, into a place where my life can begin again.
And I will never again be someone’s second choice.
I will never agree to less than I deserve — let me die from a love that is strong, but I will not settle for anything less.
I wish to finally be free from sleepless nights..
And I wish for a life where I can spend my time freely — where there is enough money, and still enough quiet hours to read my books.
I’ve prepared four different kinds of salad, and then a hot dish to follow…
And I think I’m doing just as well as professional chefs. At least I can make everything by eye, and it all seems to taste good.
I’m proud that my man will never go hungry with me. And that he will always feel special.
That’s probably the most important thing - to be someone’s special person in their life. …and to never feel like I am no one.
With this, I say goodbye to the TOD and leave you in 2025…
I’m sorry for all the drama, and thank you to everyone who helped me through my panic attacks. This year has been tough, and it’s going to take me a long time to recover from all the shocks…
Too much has become clear, the rose-colored glasses fell off too suddenly, and my chest hurts so much. It’s no wonder I ended up with these mental health issues…
I apologize for the few accounts I kept just so he wouldn’t find me, trying to stay as detached from myself as possible and behave the way I wanted to — but in the end, just falling back into my own state.
And now, I’m closing with my very first account here. I’ll keep the app for a little while longer, and then I’ll delete it — this time for good.
How? Te iubesc… Știu că ești tu și văd că în sfârșit ai lăsat să scrii aici. Îți doresc să fii fericit cu alegerea pe care ai făcut-o.
Îmi pare și rău că m-am purtat ca o ticăloasă, dar altfel nu m-ai fi lăsat niciodată în pace, nu ai fi luat o decizie. Și când am sugerat că aș putea să vin și să spun totul familiei tale, te-ai liniștit imediat… Eto bilo pokazatelino…
Îmi pare rău și că nu pot fi nici prietena ta, nici partenera ta. Ai deja un partener, iar în privința prieteniei… nu există prietenie atunci când o persoană iubește, iar cealaltă este în relație cu altă persoană. Pot fi prietenă doar atunci când nu am sentimente, sau atunci când partenerul este numai al meu…
Kstati… Max, eu voi prețui această iubire… Îți mulțumesc că m-ai învățat să iubesc atât de profund… I etot risunok - eto mi navsegda, v moiei golove. Budi sceastliv. Ia liubliu tebea. S Novim Godom…
Hmm… I don’t remember what my original nickname was, but I’ll finish with my own name.
I am not “No one”, and not “…” —
I am me. And I will open my first entry here. It was on March♥️