Jealous of my single friends. Day 365 is coming (but I won’t be), and I have a feeling we’re going to sail right past 1 year. Literally. We’ll be on a cruise, and we’re probably not even going to fuck. I don’t get what’s wrong with me. 

My single friends all went out tonight, bragging about going to flirt and dance with guys and I couldn’t help but feel jealous. I’m in my mid twenties, I recently lost 50 pounds and look the best I’ve ever looked. I deserve more. I deserve more than a peck on the lips when I come home from work. I deserve more than empty promises. Ugh. Any insight would be nice. 

Thanks for reading. 

