This came up in my FB memories today.
I was about 2 weeks sober. Codependent asf. About to be at my bottom. I was on my way to an AA dance and I had an amazing time. No really, no BS, that place was poppin’. I had a beautiful man for a date that would teach me some of the hardest lessons in my life.
Also weird that I was in my 20s still here lol. So much has happened since then. The last time I dressed like that I was 8 months pregnant wishing I wasn’t. I haven’t looked this attractive in years. So put together outside and a Picasso soul disco ball inward. Shake me a little harder and I may break down again.
If this girl only knew what I know.
Happy New Year, all.
Don’t pick up.
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