Where do I even begin.
Have the years been kind to me since the devastation I felt of losing friendships back in my last post? Was it even about losing friendships? I don’t even remember much anymore and I’m not exactly primed to thread back into that part of my life. A few of you may be thriving (honestly, what ritual, satanic or otherwise, did you perform because this girl needs it). While some of us are stuck in the pre-summer of 2020 still in full disbelief and maybe quite hopeful that a few weeks down, we’d all be back booking tickets to our next beach destination.
What kind of cherry flavored fairytale were we all smoking? Hope really is a double-edged sword.