and another day begins

This new year was spent in the completely opposite way to last year's but still had some similarities.

Last year was in Charleston with my American friends and their friends fucked off my face on a plethora of drugs, none of which were methamphetamine. I spent a lot of time with someone that had become dear to me through many close conversations and chats on line.

After being sober off drugs for almost 2 months and all the shit happening because of my drug use last year, it was pretty inevitable I would spend this new year not on drugs. I drank a lot of my favourite wine though.

I decided to not go to the party I was invited to by my new friends, basically because I was feeling ratshit, a bit empty because of memories of last new year's and also a bit mixed up in the head. I spent it at home with Dinkus the cat, who I like very much.

Hes put up with a lot from me, and after what we both had been through recently, I was very suprised to have him want to come over and spend new years with me.

I think he is a very lovely person. I am finding this liking of a nice, trustworthy person to be a new experience as Im very used to being closed to people, men especially, as I think they are generally eventually going to do something very bad. This is because of a couple of bad incidents with ex boyfriends. I dont want those experiences to scar my future friendships, as it almost did the friendship between Dinkus and I.

I value him highly. Its a good feeling.

Happy new year! :D
 
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