2012- a year I’d like to forget. 2012 was the most craptastic year in all my 26 years on this planet. For realzies.
2012 for me can be broken down in to a beginning, middle and end. Beginning with a relationship which was nothing short of torment and quickly fizzling out. They say things happen in 3′s. Well, I can attest to that. The new year brought the death of my relationship to a long term boyfriend, the death of my Dad and the death of my beloved cat Gertrude. All within the same month. (Insert vision of brain exploding here). I was also having to adapt to moving in to a new apartment by myself for the first time in my life. The sting of loneliness was inevitable.
As a way to break free from my chains of depression and my sudden love for alcohol I bought a guitar. Thankfully I found this to be a useful tool in getting myself back on my feet and jumping back on the band wagon that is life. Bringing us to the middle of 2012.
The middle of 2012 brought about a new sense of freedom. No man meant no ball and chain. No one to answer to. No need to be fake in an attempt to impress his friends and relatives. I could finally find myself once again. However, this proved more difficult than I imagined. I never thought at 26 I would be trying to find out who I was….again. Once I thought I had it figured out, I decided to begin a blog and dive in to the dating scene. Thus bringing us to the third and final phase of 2012 – the end.
The end of 2012 can be summed up as frustrating and exhausting. After dating several douchebags, liars and 3 inch dicks I realized that my chance of finding Mr. Right was dwindling and rather rapidly. By December I was tired, worn out and emotionally exhausted. Thankfully Christmas brought me home to my roots where after several walks down small town streets, it clicked. I remembered who I was, where I came from and most of all that I was loved. Even though I was single in the city, I was apart of so many lives in the country and that would never change no matter where I lay my head. I finally got it.
And here we are - 2013. I’m heading in to this year single, happy and with a shit load of experience on my back. I make no resolutions. I only make the promise to myself that I will take that experience and use it throughout the year.
Now….let the real dating begin.