A letter from Nov 14, 2022

Written right after our 7th "work" trip of the year: Things I tell myself to check myself: Boys are different. He is in it for the ***. Period. He has a ton of baggage. Keep it simple. I don’t really want his world. It’s a break from reality. Not real. I’m a firecracker in the sack - *** I have with anyone will be amazing, when the time comes. Don’t mess this up with feelings - it’s working for now. One day the right guy will find me and I’ll have everything I deserve all in one person. Three years in, it’s getting harder to believe these things. But I'm trying.