Acceptance

Slowly, very slowly, I accept more and more how single I actually am. I feel like I should have made more progress in the last year, but some is better than none. I have a knack for screwing things up, I suppose.
When I really think about it, I feel like I'll be in these same situations forever, without a partner. It's a tough pill to swallow but it's making its way down.


*Side Note: I completely accept that I do this to myself. I can't help how bored I get or how greedy I am - which is why I'm going to try taking a break from everyone.