Get busy dying or live trying!

So, I guess it's about time I did it. I'm moving out of the house I've shared with my best friend for 3 years in order to experience the next chapter. I'm really excited, petrified and relieved all at once. Incredibly uncomfortable really.

I mean, we've been like white on milk. Y'know, only chocolate can come between us....

So now to kick off my third summer in Portland I'm stepping out. This is really hard because after the breakup (...there was a painful breakup...) I completely introverted myself; I felt I was unattractive, I gained real weight, relied too heavily on medications and failed at many, MANY, social interactions. It was like I forgot to be myself. What changed?

I found some good friends. They are everything to me at this stage in my life. Don't get me wrong... I loves me some "me" time still. It's not a weird compulsive thing. However my life started back on track when these people gave me the encouragement and strength to be myself again. It's a long road ahead but it starts with moving out and moving up. I'll never be able to fully thank them or express to them how much of a difference they have made.

So... lot's to do! I'd best get busy!