Enough is Enough
Wow. What a difference a year makes. No, really. I don't mean that as a cliché. I'm serious. It's been one year since my last relationship ended and for anyone who knows me, you know what a different spot I'm in. If you don't know me well (or at all), allow me to bring you up to speed. One year ago, I was blind-sided by the man that I, at the time, thought I was gonna marry. I thought we had a solid, healthy, happy relationship. And at times we did, which is why I was so completely devastated when he told me he didn't want to be with me anymore. I was distraught. Completely broken. Why wasn't I enough for him to work through what he was feeling? I cried harder and more intensely than I ever have about anything my whole entire life. While I was in the thick of it, I was sure that there was no chance I would ever find anyone again or ever have a good relationship again. Spoiler alert: I was dead wrong...but we'll get there. So what did I do? I started the