i make 3 steps forward but 4 steps back in other ways, i do believe i am better than before believe it or not, before i used to not even have a job and just do classes (and fail them) now im passing and have a job, but dont do much else, i feel like time just flies and i dont have the discipline to do anything
anyway with my breakup, i think i grieve that short time where i was at my full potential and i was like “this is what ive always dreamed of” i was so insanely productive in ways i had never been and just so happy it was the extrinsic motivation of wanting to be better for myself to be a better gf, and he never pressured me ever, even now, i wish he was still my bf, i wish he would even be in the same country at least.