Singledom

So, my pretties; I may have spoken too soon about the "Domestic Life" as not-very-much-described before.

My relationship has gone from marriage in the works to moved back with dad in the course of the month. There were many reasons for this to happen. That it did happen, must have happened and inevitably made it impossible for me to stay. I could go into the drama, heartbreak and sadness of it all -- but to me, it was really just life.

Things are always changing, including the things you want from life.

It's not that I don't love him; or that I was totally miserable all the time; or that I even thought about being with someone else. Those things DO NOT seem important anymore. My loving him; or being miserable some of the time; or occasionally thinking about being with someone else -- it's just not important in the grand scheme of things. Of my life. Of this universe. I can keep getting broader and broader about the insignificance of this whole thing.

But the truth is...I hurt someone very deeply. Someone I care about. And that hurt me deeply. I'm sorry and unhappy about the whole affair, but I know that although I may not be happy right now, I will be. To me, my happiness and ultimately finding truth within myself is worth the heartache.

He taught me a lot. I'll always love him. I always love all of my ex's. I love all my ex-friends, ex-boyfriends, ex-fiances, ex-enemies (I do my best) and they teach me the most. The people who are no longer in my life teach me the most valuable lesson I can ever learn.

Nothing lasts forever.

Don't hold onto anything. Possessions, people or property. It is all so fleeting.

So here I am, letting it go. And here I am, saying hello to all of you again.

Hi, my name is Lizzie. I'm 24-years-old. I live with my dad. I have a puppy named Annabelle. I work in a very serious job considering I'm not a very serious person. I take myself too seriously sometimes, so when I laugh at myself, I'm not being disparaging, I'm just remembering life is funny. I can code websites with one hand, mixtape on another, and take nude photographs without blinking an eye. I think the human form is beautifully imperfect. I love coffee, reading, listening to music, riding my scooter, and taking Annabelle for walks.

I am single. I love being single. I love being myself. Someday, I may love again. I have lots of love.

So here's some of my love to you. From Lizzie; the weirdly awesome girl from Ohio who embarrasses the hell out of her family by taking nude photographs of herself. And some day, I'll take them of other people too.

All my love, affection and light,
Lizzie