After a month of having temper tantrums. I mean, it was serious. You would’ve thought that I was a seven year old kid. That couldn’t get the toy that he wanted. I’m a bit disappointed with myself. Not too much…. The super dramatic moments occurred whenever I was alone. It was constant huffing and puffing. I’ve probably even jumped up and down, slamming myself on the ground. I’ve asked myself… “Was this foolishness even necessary?” Yes! It really was.
Can things get any more wackier? Sonya and Jonathan were out shopping for holiday ornaments. He actually suggested that they go into the city. Which she should have taken as a red flag. This man doesn’t like Manhattan at all. He has pretty much everything in his neighborhood. You can’t really blame him for that. Especially, during these times. They’ve witnessed someone literally lighting up a crack pipe in the middle of the street. However, it’s the holidays and he likes the lights and the store windows.
Donovan has been trying to make peace, extend olive branches, whatever it takes to make these people happy. It never seems to be enough. After the entire devastation that were still in. It’s called 2020.. He learned a lot about himself, friends and a word that he’ll no longer use loosely. The word “Family” Its just a word. Nothing great has come from it. Well.. The fact that he’s low key building a new one. Might changes the way that he feels about things. At the present moment, it’s a no serious NO!!
Sonya decides to step out on a Friday afternoon. She’s been eyeing this gentleman, that resembles her ex. They’ve been making eye contact for a while. For months now… Leave it to Sonya to initiate a conversation. Normally she’s sitting in a corner, rolling her eyes. She’s keeping her word, she’s going to be more social. Chyle… She’s definitely trying. She’s totally feeling this dude.
It took a pandemic for me to see everything I did wrong. It helped me get out of a depression. I realized that I’ve been living for everyone else. Putting everything else first.. Work, friends, being a therapist. Meanwhile, I was the one that actually needed one. So… being trapped in the house, made me sit and think about everything. It was a lot to think about.