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The week, so far, has been nothing short of incredible. I've never felt so happy to be back with a person than I have this past few days.
I've always been worried about the whole "out of sight, out of mind" thing but this kinda felt like a "absence makes the heart grow fonder" deal. So why am I restless and paranoid all over again?
I feel like I've had multiple warning signs throughout the entire course of this relationship but I've chosen to ignore them? I don't know if that's the wisest decision I've made so far.
I honestly hate this feeling.
The school year starts in less than a week and I'm thinking it's going to incredible. I just got a job at the dorms on campus, I got a new writing gig going on for me with a local publication, my calendar is bursting at the seams with events and mixers and socials for the sorority so why can't I just be happy with all the chaos surrounding me? Or...is about to surround me.
I hate to admit but my mom was right: I don't know what I want. But I like admitting that I'm right too. That you really only have yourself at the end of it.
I think it's stupid that my competition comes in the form of a disgusting collaboration of immature men. I wish I could be more precise but I can't, for various reasons.
It really comes down to what I've always known and am familiar with: independence.
