In the beginning....

Okay, where to begin....

Hi! How are you? We haven't met quite yet. But something tells me, we will get along juuuuuuust fine.
Let me begin by telling you that I'm starting a fresh new life. Perhaps that is why I chose to start a blog. It's suppose to be therapeutic. For the past 3 years I lived an uncomfortable and unhappy life. All 3 years weren't miserable, but there was definitely less ups than downs. I was in an extremely unhealthy relationship. So now I'm done with that shit and I've decided to start all over again. Believe you me, a few days ago I was balling my eyes out, I couldn't imagine life without him, nor did I want to imagine it. But today, Thank God, I woke up feeling so much better about life and the future. I even had a dream. I'll briefly describe it. In my dream we were at war. I remember chaos and people running hysterically, bombs being dropped. I recall talking to my ex's sister, and she informed me that he had died. I was desperate to hear him, I didn't want to believe his sister. But I kept getting a busy tone. So basically, in my dream, he was dead. I had to find out what this dream meant. I was told that acknowledging someones death in dream means that the feelings for that person are dimishing. For a split second discovering what they dream meant, made me feel sad. But at the same time, I was glad that the roller coaster, poisonous, demeaning, relationship was finally over. I would no longer have to put up with someone that put me down so much. Who would make me feel like shit. Who would make me regret pouring out my heart. Or regret flying half way across the world, just to see him and discuss things face to face. Weeks ago I flew to his country (18hrs away) just to talk to him because I felt like he was being distant. I risked everything. I risked my job, I lied to my family and told them I was going to Dubai, I absolutely did not have the money to even get there. But I did whatever it took to go and see him. A week after I came back, we broke up. He didn't appreciate my trip nor the effort I put into it, or the many risks I faced. So he is a prick. That's all I can say. He deserves no respect from me.
So now that that's out of the way, perhaps I could be myself. Aside from that horrendous relationship, I actually have a good life. Sure, I complain a lot, but my resolution is to enjoy life a lot more, and appreciate what I have. It'll take some time, I suppose. And I'll make sure you are able to come on this adventure with me. I'm looking forward to it, and you should too! :P