I realized today how much I do NOT need a boyfriend. Sure, I like to have fun, I like to make out, but I have no reason to have another person in my life. Today, after teaching for 75 minutes, I snapped out of this trance-like state where all I was thinking about was my students and what they were learning. And I think we taught them a lot today. And that's not an easy thing to do. And then my life, my shit, came flooding back, and I realized that I am incredibly capable and independent and strong. I rely on myself a lot, but I also have lots of amazing friends (and God) who support me. I don't need a boy.
Sure, I realize that having a boyfriend is choosing into a . . . blessing, a gift, but it's also incredibly burdensome and hard. And I don't NEED it. And I'm happy without it. And I'm going to rediscover the independent me that I've lost and gotten muddled in the last few months.
No, I really mean it. Hooray!
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I'm an aspiring expat because I'd love to live out my life abroad. I used to travel, and I used to write about traveling. Now I'm done with law school, done with my bar trip, and trying my best to be an adult. My life is no longer defined by juvenile law school drama, neither is it defined by the craftiness and domesticness that I want it to be defined by. Hopefully this is interesting nonetheless.
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