You know, its funny to see how fast life changes.
I recently got out of a relationship, and fell victim to the pitfalls of loneliness that generally is attached to it. I cant honestly bare the sensation of knowing that I dont have that other person. Sure, I could have fuck buddies and friends around, but just the missing of that partner for me is the hardest thing in this world. I havent been really, truly single since i was 16, so to imagine as a grown man what its like to really enjoy yourself without another person was just not possible, especially with the looming fear of not finishing my line for the biggest runway show of my life.
I worked really hard on my runway show for Gainesville fashion week, and was regularly missing sleep and meals. To deal with a breakup at the same time literally pushed me to my limits.
The show was a success, and every article that was published was amazing. I admit I had a crying spell after reading some, just knowing how much emotion and energy was spent for the shred of acceptance that it brings. This happened while I was washing dishes, which made the moment sooooo Joan Crawford( im convinced I should have been standing on a little girl as a stool to seal the deal).
My friend Natalie came into the kitchen and was like " what happened?", and all I could do was stammer praises for all of the people involved with GFW. All she had to say was " Bobby, you deserved it.", and I realized how special the people in my life truly are and honestly, how awesome it is to build your own family. You are the people around you, and its important to keep good company. Lesson learned.
Thank god I hate boys.