30 day word challenge, day three. I should have posted this last night. We had a date night and I forgot. But the next morning is better than never.
So number three is - Your first love, and first kiss. If separate, discuss both.
Thinking about out this a lot. My first love, probably was not my first love. Not really. It was definitely my first obsession, my first thing that I had a reason to get out of bed for. My first thing that gave me a reason to be alive. Before that I didn't have anything.
I fell into that, and it was very very difficult to clamber back out again. It took a long time to do that, and it exhausted me.
I feel like now is my first love. Now I have a proper love. One that is good for me, and good for him (I hope). One that makes me feel happy. One that doesn't make me question myself or second guess all of my decisions. In this love, nothing hurts. In this relationship I can look to the future and know everything will be good. I'm comfortable with me and with him and with my life. And it's really, really nice.
My first kiss... And I'm probably cheating on the thirty day writing challenge here, I think the aim of this is to write about random things, some of which you may be uncomfortable with - and that is good for you. That's the challenging bit. But my first kiss is not something I care to remember or dredge up, not now anyway. Maybe someday.
Tomorrow - or tonight rather because I was late with this... Number four is 'Ten interesting facts about yourself'. I'm not sure I'm interesting enough for this one but we'll give it a whack.
So number three is - Your first love, and first kiss. If separate, discuss both.
Thinking about out this a lot. My first love, probably was not my first love. Not really. It was definitely my first obsession, my first thing that I had a reason to get out of bed for. My first thing that gave me a reason to be alive. Before that I didn't have anything.
I fell into that, and it was very very difficult to clamber back out again. It took a long time to do that, and it exhausted me.
I feel like now is my first love. Now I have a proper love. One that is good for me, and good for him (I hope). One that makes me feel happy. One that doesn't make me question myself or second guess all of my decisions. In this love, nothing hurts. In this relationship I can look to the future and know everything will be good. I'm comfortable with me and with him and with my life. And it's really, really nice.
My first kiss... And I'm probably cheating on the thirty day writing challenge here, I think the aim of this is to write about random things, some of which you may be uncomfortable with - and that is good for you. That's the challenging bit. But my first kiss is not something I care to remember or dredge up, not now anyway. Maybe someday.
Tomorrow - or tonight rather because I was late with this... Number four is 'Ten interesting facts about yourself'. I'm not sure I'm interesting enough for this one but we'll give it a whack.
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