Past.
It's been so long, I don't even know where to start.
I will no longer be telling a story of the past. I feel like I no longer need to act like two separate beings.
March of 2009, Adam and I ended our relationship. In a nutshell, I felt neither of us could grow together any longer. I was not looking for another person, merely looking to fill the void myself. Looking to repair myself in ways I had never seen coming. As I struggled with my eating habits, depression and other ailments that severely impaired my former relationship, I was blindsided by the utmost unexpected.
Nathan.
I won't speak of him as my savior, nor love-at-first-sight. It was neither. It was more of a gut-feeling. A 'this-feels-right' situation. No matter how much I tried to talk myself out of it, I was still drawn to have his company.
He inspired me. Suddenly I was creating again. Drawing, painting, sketching, writing- Anything I could get my hands on. His stubbornness challenged me to change my life. And I did.

Present.
Last summer, I finally dealt with the issues between my Father and I. A year later, I have come to the head of all these problems; Myself.
I have relapsed into my eating habits full-forced. My mind is constantly thinking about food. Constantly thinking about those 2 lbs. It's hard when I know that logically, this is wrong. But for some reason, it's so comforting. I've sought help from numerous people, yet half of me is kicking myself in the mouth for destroying the one thing that is completely mine.
It's sick, I know.

Future.
I'll be here more often. Hopefully taking up less mass on this earth.