A Decent Day

My day was interesting. It started out pretty bad, with a lot of doubt, insecurity, and doing research. I slept for most of the afternoon, because I did not know what to do, and also because I simply did not want to be awake. My mom and I went to the movies though, Wildwood, and it is the second time I have seen it. Throughout the movie I was having a lot of anxiety about all sorts of things. Thinking back on my relationship and things that happened, feeling sad about it, confused, questioning whether there are men who don't think with their dicks, lol. I texted some friends, vented a little, and got met with a lot of support actually. It wasn't until the evening where I actually started to feel pretty okay, and weirdly it was because an actress in a movie had big boobs. That sounds stupid, but as I looked at the screen I felt no shame in myself, no insecurity, no hatred, or jealousy. I just thought what a beautiful woman she was and realised that I didn't care about her boobs. As…

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