In my life...

I suppose it's fair to say that things are alright in my life. I got laid off in January from my job that underappreciated and underpaid me for the work I did. I'ms till working part time framing artwork because it's what I do and do it well and do it from the heart. I also have a temp, part-time gig for UCBerkley doing math assessments on lil kiddos. The man and I are doing amazingly and he's finally letting his manly guard down slowly but surely. I receive sweet little messages about once a week now. My 25th bday is this Saturday and I am super excited that maybe I'll finally be acknowledged as an adult yet extremely disappointed that no one else really cares because my friends are all older then me. So in essence all I get is resentment that I am younger. It may be in all good fun to them. But this is important to me. I've been going to the gym when ever I can drag my butt out of the house. It maybe inconsistent but I've lost a whole belt loop worth of weight and feel great. I have about 2 months left until the trip to Cabo with the man. Which can I say is about stinking time he take me someplace. Which is wonderful he's paying for it and has been generally happy and much more upbeat about our relationship since the change in his career. So everything is alright. I'm kinda sort of working. The emotions are better since my uncles suicide but whenever I talk to my grandma and she cries I cry. I cry for her I cry for me. My grandma deserves happiness. I wish I knew how to give it to her.