I am happy that things are kind of working out for me this time. As the saying goes, if life gets so fucked up, when one is totally down, one has got nowhere to go but up.
I got a new job, and I think I’m gonna love it. Pay is better than good, people are nice to me, and alpha-male chauvinist pigs practically don’t exist. Sheer heaven.
My lovelife is non-existent, but nothing is perfect anyway. It’ll come when it comes. I have learned that I can’t force myself to have one, and I’ll just let destiny take its course. Besides, I won’t get rich with lovelife, unless I get a filthy rich danna , which is highly improbable.
I have a very caring foster family. My Tita Noemi loves me, along with my Tito Alvin. This will sound cheesy, but I just know in myself that I now have a family again. They are not perfect, but that doesn’t really matter at the end of the day. What matters is, I have people who love me unconditionally, and not because they can get or expect to get something from me. It is something new to me, but I feel good.
I feel good, and I wouldn’t mind to stay this way.
*smiles*
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P.S.
For those self-righteous Dr. Phil types, please dont fuckin’ send me AA-type privy messages. Try to feel good using somebody else. Good day.