under 72 hours
3/12/25
Wednesday evening
I caught up with him over FaceTime when I shared a recent negative experience I had.
To make a long story short, he invalidated my experience.
Unfortunately, he communicated unsolicited advice, intrusive comments, and insensitive questions. This reflected his mindset, maturity, and soul — none of which are supportive to his healing — or mine.
Wednesday night
I texted him saying, “I don’t know why, but I feel stupid for telling you the truth.”
I stayed awake in the dark until 3AM with my thoughts pacing. I realized he’s not equipped to process bad news — he’s only interested in a good time, so I guess that’s my bad for sharing in the first place.
Thursday morning
I woke up late, so I called an Uber to get to work on time. A few minutes had passed in the car ride when I decided to cut him off with a dumb text — even though he didn’t deserve to hear from me at all. I was exhausted, so I chose random words and put them together in a few sentences.
I didn’t have it in me to be honest with him. Why would I? I didn’t have the energy to tell him that his communication was disheartening, and that I felt disappointed to learn he is part of the reason why people don’t come forward to share their story. Instead of offering his support, he distastefully challenged my credibility.
I thought he was better than that. Again, that’s my bad.
Thursday night
I tried to distract myself by applying to another apartment on Zillow. I’ve been apartment hunting for months and the process has been overwhelming and time consuming.
Friday morning
I opened my email — my application got approved!
Friday afternoon
I reached out to the landlord and asked her when she would be available for a tour.
She got back to me and asked if I could stop by in the evening.
Friday evening
After I got off of work, I toured the apartment, which was SO BEAUTIFUL!
I immediately fell in love with the windows in the living room — I could picture myself writing at my desk as I enjoy the views of the garden. The apartment had my name written all over it!
The landlord gave me a sample copy of what the lease would look like, and she welcomed me to read it on my own time to check if everything looked good to me.
Friday night
I read over the lease and even though everything seemed fine, I also asked my Aunt, who’s an expert at moving, to read over the lease too.
I gathered the last few pieces of documentation the landlord would need.
This time, I couldn’t fall asleep right away because I was so excited!
Saturday morning
I texted the landlord and told her I wanted to sign the lease.
She invited me back to her house in the afternoon.
Saturday afternoon
I SIGNED MY LEASE! I FUCKING DID IT!
A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders and I started to feel lighter!
My new chapter officially started!
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Cutting him off wasn’t a loss.
I made space in my heart to accept the love I deserve — from myself and others.
I made space to welcome peace into my new home.
I made space to welcome NEW BLESSINGS!
- God moved quickly in under 72 hours
