I’m 34 1/2 today. Six months ago today, I was having the most craptastic yet memorable birthday. Today, on my half birthday, I didn’t get dumped, get my heart broken, sprain my foot, or injure any other body parts. I look at this as progress. There’s definitely truth to the saying that time heals wounds. My bruises have healed.
The anger and sadness have been replaced with joy.
My appetite is back.
