Dirty Laundry

I have plenty, I guess that it's starting to pile a bit and at my old wise age of 21 I have chosen to air what I feel are my biggest mistakes, slips, oopsies, trips, and my one regret. I wish I had a reason for writing this I feel like it would have greater influence if I did, or maybe I would just feel better about airing said dirty laundry if I could just talk about it- but I can't and mostly I won't. The people who matter to me read my blog and frankly this will probably be a one time thing, I hate admitting I'm wrong.

So where do I start, oh hell lets hit the big one first.

My best friend and I A haha oh A, damn it I love that girl. Right around November however we slipped into this really moody and disastrous cycle. Neither one of us were happy and both of us were stressed to the limits. We had a falling out, looking back it was the hardest thing I ever dealt with I do take a good portion of the blame there was a lot of really shitty instances that should have been avoided. Ultimately I let a girl get between my best friend and I, my own immaturity is what I regret the most which went hand in hand with my stubbornness I know I am lucky that she took me back, and I am even luckier that everything worked out.

The other big one.

Lets talk about my "Other Girl" I don't really like that nick name though it is fitting I like to think of her as my TSwift (she'll get it). I have wrote about her a great deal here in my blog, she is one of a kind truly. Skipping over all the things I could ramble on about over and over again, I really screwed with her. I was the epitome of what every lesbian turns and runs away from when they meet another lesbian. She was so young and I really could have done some damage. We are both lucky. The thing is through it all she put up with it, really well I must say. Today we are friends, good friends- we get each other better then most and both know that leaning on the other is expected when needed. She is wonderful and I am thankful.

Rereading this post I don't know why I am writing about these incidents. I guess it makes me feel better it's out there and no one can hold it against me. This is who I am and lately I have become much better at not only accepting but loving myself. So there it is, I hope I encouraged someone else to feel a little better about their own dirty laundry.