The Un-edited Truth of Di


June 2016

Beach day 

I finally took some time and got away to the beach this past weekend. I don’t know what it was but some of the tension in my back and neck eased up. I slept in a beach chair with the waves on my feet and the sun on my face. It was glorious. I should probably live near a beach. 



It’s interesting how stress can affect you on a daily basis. Sitting in traffic an hour each way every day tends to take a toll on you. I need to do something different. Thankfully I have a few options. However, I have to admit that it’s nice having nights and weekends off. But being away from my house 12 hours a day isn’t improving or contributing to my quality of life. Staring at a screen all day isn’t the best either. I don’t know how people do this for decades at a time. 

For free

I first heard this song late last week and I liked it. I immediately bought it and have been playing it nonstop. It’s a catchy beat and bassline is nice. As far as the actual message of the song? no comment on that end. I’ll leave it at that


The way my life goes

One thing I can appreciate is how quickly things can change. I’ve learned that situations are usually permanent and sometimes all that’s needed is time. This week was stressful. I worried a lot but eventually realized that I can only do the best I can with the information that I have. Everything won’t always go my way.  It would be nice if it happened more often though. But for now I’ll take the good with the bad and deal. 

The art of letting go 

This weekend I had to learn how to let go. It’s always been a given in my life that apart from a select few  at some point either I’ll have to walk away or they’ll leave me. It sounds harsh but it’s the truth. Last summer I made a decision and it was the right one for me. However, it involved a gamble on a relationship. I’m way too emotional to into details (random bouts of sobbing) but I will say that I probably saw someone for the last time in my life this weekend and it was their choice–not the greatest feeling ever. But I’m going to stop writing about it for now because I have some serious adulting to do soon–regardless of my emotional state. Thankfully I’ll get over it. It’s just that the pain is raw right now. I hate letting shit go sometimes. It’s the ultimate feeling of powerlessness. 

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