Part of my new year’s resolutions this year is to put me first. Part of that is going back to writing more. I know I was missing in action last year, but it was a hard one. As far as I can remember, I have never had such a difficult year. I started with the illusion that everything was going to work out. Well, needless to say, things did, but most of the time it felt like I was in a pit.
Three failed relationships. The only three boys I dated all year. The first did like they all do, sweet words and promises. Which of course were washed away by the ghost master. Yes after a month of dating he ghosted me. I suppose, lucky of me. The second was brief, but I was his lucky lady. I went out on a limb and went with him to The Golden Nugget for our first date. Yes, a bit crazy, but did I mention it was to see Willie Nelson! The weekend was great, lots of chemistry laughs and everything in-between. The staff was convinced we were married and were in complete shock when they would find out it was our first date. 48 hours later, we drove home. He fourteen thousand dollars richer, and I with a crush that went nowhere. Looking about I should have asked for a cut of his winnings. The third was the absolute worst. Why do you ask, this one stung the most. Unlikely match that seemed to have his shit together. Smart and slightly romantic. Fireworks flew, and he even ended up with a key to my place. Broke my own rules and let him meet my kid ( that will never happen again) and met my friends. But the truth came out and quickly. He was just using me.
My parents had planned retirement for a bit of time. They had purchased a condo in Armenia, Colombia a while back and it finally came time. Time for them to leave me and enjoy their life. Probably one of the hardest things I have ever had to endure. It felt like I was putting them in the ground. I have never cried for so long and so hard. Even my kiddo cried at the airport. My parents are much older than those my age, so the overwhelming fear of never seeing them again was all too real. I am just grateful that they lived with me for a couple of weeks, between when they turned in their apartment to their flight out. The holidays were super hard for everyone. My mother cried basically from Thanksgiving to New Years. We had never spent one apart. So this year we already have a plan they will come to visit the whole time. Sounds like a lot but it will be nice.
Needless to say, all of this stress and the emotional roller coaster has taken a massive toll on me. Since my last major doctor visit, I have nearly lost 20 pounds, and I am down to a slim third of my hair. I have had a condition called Alopecia Areata since I was pregnant with my son. But with a year full of downright shit, it has taken over. To think that I didn’t even get the Xfactor drama, this is clearly a lot even as I write it. Oh did I mention that I also switched jobs too! I am surprised I did not go insane! The only justification for that is my friends. If I didn’t have you, I would have nothing.
To be continued…
Xoxo
Ana
Everyday Banana 