Day 6

If you haven’t already noticed, my page is not an advice column.

Much like Carrie Bradshaw chronicled the New York dating scene she dabbled in during the early 2000s, my intention has always been to chronicle my growth journey. 

The posts are messy, chaotic, and often contradict each other. Humans are indecisive, adaptive, and ever-evolving. All of those characteristics, I hope, are captured in these articles. 

My only through-line is honesty. 

When I started this blog a year and a half ago, my commitment was to write about whatever topic I was mulling over that week. If my thoughts were consumed with my complicated body image, I’d write about that. If they were consumed with the emotional exhaustion afflicted by my colorful love life, that became the topic of the week. 

Last week, I wrote about my intention to stay single for a month in an attempt to ‘get good’ with myself and figure out what I truly wanted in a partner. 

While that goal was genuine at the time of writing, it feels dishonest to pretend I started that right away. 

Though I ended things with the guy I was seeing several weeks ago, we did have a long post-amble, as is common in many breakups these days. It ended officially on Friday when I got on a plane to Germany. 

I don’t have any adverse feelings about the fact that we dragged things on for longer than we had originally intended. It happened, and there must’ve been a reason for that. 

Maybe I had some extra lessons to learn from him (or him from me). Or maybe the universe knew that the best time for me to start fresh would be when I was physically out of my hometown for a couple weeks. 

All that to say, today marks Day 6 of singledom. 

It may be a small step in the right direction, but it’s a step nonetheless. 

I’m excited to keep the momentum going.