90-day probationary period

The 13th of each month has been especially significant to me this year.

April 13th was the day I realized my relationship was suffering, possibly irreparably. May 13th I met one of my dearest friends, who would later pull me through one of the most uncertain times of my life. July 13th I took the leap I knew I needed to, and moved across counties, to a town I knew nothing about. 30 days, 60 days, 90 days- it’s been since making a life changing decision.

I’ve grown as person, and in a way regressed, to who I was before I allowed an addict to cloud my vision of standards. I’ve found solace in being alone, and happiness in another’s arms. I laugh at most things, and act in ways that represent myself fully. I’m working towards things I want, and accomplishing the things I said I would.

So much can change in just a blink of an eye. So much can change when you put your mind to it. So much can change when you act on your dreams, and keep your mind focused on what you want.

I’m crushin’ it.

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Wild Little Hare

rebel soul and a whole lot of gypsy.

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