Happy 6 Months!

Just over 6 months ago, I started blogging. I played with the idea for a long time and wondered what direction I would take my blog. At one point, it was going to be the place I wrote about all the crazy things I did to my roommates. How often do you hear the side of the "crazy" roommate? It's always the stories about her, but never from her. Instead, I just moved out. Then, I thought that maybe I would write some type of advice page. It hit me right at that moment that I was in no place to give advice because I was clearly the one who needed to get it.

I finally decided that I would use my blog as a way to find myself. I went back over the previous 6 months of posts and I noticed a few things about who I am and how I have changed. To really understand, let's consider the ironies that make up my life.
1. My former boyfriend broke up with me twice, exactly 6 months apart (down to the day).
2. Moving back to school for my junior year was scarier than when I moved freshman year. I had more friends at school before I attended than I did at the start of junior year.
3. Every time I post something happy on my blog, it is quickly followed by a moment of devastation. My "tough-girl" attitude is always short-lived. Re-read a few posts if you don't believe me.
4. My 21 birthday was one of the saddest weeks I have had in a long time (and by far, my saddest of birthdays). I said goodbye to my most admired professor. His memorial was the day after I turned 21.

So, why celebrate the last 6 months?

I have had my heart broken non-stop for the past year. All sorts of people have betrayed me. Many have left my life altogether. I will never be the innocent, overly-trusting girl I once was. Yet, I am stronger than I was 6 months ago. Every day, I find it to be a little more true that I cannot let my happiness rest on the shoulders of someone else. Just as anyone else does, I deserve to be happy. I have the right to smile, laugh, dance, and fall in love.