Day 4 30 Days of Getting Your Ass Kicked

This is probably closer to Day 6 well. Fuck how did that happen. Maybe I should just stop labeling the days and just blog whenever I can. You know what? I'm not looking for perfection. Just progress. The last few days kicked my ass. Here's what happened I was a champion on Thursday morning. I completed my Artist's Way stuff and I had written a nice portion of my script and then stupid shit happened. My best/friend I've always had a thing for....yeah the same one I blocked. Got engaged. Despite everything I found out.

I'm not going to turn this entry into a post about my personal life. Or how I'm tired of being friendzoned or anything stupid like that. Because that's not what this bullshit blog is about. The blog is about how a deal with it. And I didn't do it the right way. I drank way too much and spent dinner describing my sexual exploits to my parents over martinis. I spent the rest of the night in a drunken stupor, taking a bubble bath and calling up random friends with all my sad stories. This is the part that's important. Because not only did I purge all my sadness and even cry for portions but I opened up to....shit...I don't know how many people I have to check my phone.

And it wasn't just that I cried like a bitch. It was that so many other people re assured me that they'd been through just as much nonsense. The general consensus was...that it sucks and its going to keep sucking. That's never on any plaques but it really is the best advice sometimes, no tactics no reflections, just the realization that....things can get pretty shitty. Wow I wanted this to sound profound but here we are. I wish I could remember the better advice I was given but I was drunk. More updates soon.