April 23

I just realized.

It’s been a year since I moved out/away from my ex wife.

Let’s review what I’ve accomplished.

• Concluded wife was not interested in being with me.
• Divorced.
• Met with therapist several times.
• Tried pills to help with depression (wasn’t my thing).
• Began lifting weights at gym.
• Found a nice place to live in Brooklyn.
• Made and enforced boundaries with my crazy parents.
• Overcame some dark stuff.
• Didn’t kill self.
• Relied on friends for emotional support during hard times.
• Quit real estate.
• Started a business.
• Leased a desk at a co-working space in midtown.
• Got back in the dating scene.
• Started cooking healthy meals in bulk, aka Sunday Meal Prep.
• Values, goals, purpose — All set. I know why I exist.

The hardest twelve months of my life, perhaps. But then again it was hard when I was married/engaged. Luckily both that and the recovery didn’t last too long.

I’m fine now. No, actually I’m great. Getting shit done. Can’t wait til I get more shit done.

Looking forward to an awesome summer. Oo-rah.