Moving forward

Remember a few months ago when I mentioned I was going to step outside my category box? It was this post. Well, I finally did it. I took the leap and landed on my feet.
It’s been nine months, and I think I’m finally ready to move on. I’m done holding onto a memory that doesn’t want me anymore. And I’m done pretending to be someone’s little secret.
He’s been patient. He’s been understanding. He’s allowed me to come around at my own pace. He doesn’t ask questions for which he knows he doesn’t want the answer. And he doesn’t go through my stuff.
I’ve been skeptical to talk about him because I didn’t know exactly how I felt. I needed to test the waters, spend some time with him first, learn more about who he was. It’s been two months, and although I don’t know everything about him, I know enough to want to move forward.
So, join me as I take on this new chapter in life. I’ll learn new things. I’ll make mistakes. I’ll piss him off. Just watch.
Until next time…..