MAY 2, 2021
These past week has been crazy!
Hello, my dear pages of this journal,
I have been so engulfed in life that I almost forgot I have a commitment to log it all down on these pages.
I might not want to do it every night, but I still must log with more regularity… I hope to do just that in future.
Michael and I are dating.
I know I said I was not going to be coming here again, and talk about another man, but Michael is not any other man…
He is my boyfriend.
I have a boyfriend.
My first boyfriend.
P.S. I’m not a virgin anymore. Details will… probably never come. I don’t want to make this R rated. Forgive me. My children will be reading this at one time or the other. Wouldn’t want them to be grossed out at the thought of their mother in…. okay, okay. I think you get the idea.
MAY 5, 2021
Last night I had a nightmare.
I dreamed I was never going to reach my goal of defeating wicked Lucile. Evil witch. Literally.
JUNE 3, 2021
Michael and I vacationed at a beach resort. Can’t say I have never been to the beach before as I was born right by the sea, but it was still a new experience.
The resort was amazing, there were so many people staying there, and everyone seemed so happy.
I can’t believe this is the type of stuff I’m writing in here.
I should be telling you about my progress in my plan to avenge my father’s name. MY family name. The Thornhearts. Instead, I’m acting like a high school girl… no, more like an simstagram model.
Guess love those that to you. Yes, dear pages of this journal, you heard right… I am in love.
JUNE 11, 2021
Hello my journal, dear pages of my life!
Life has been well; love; career; the works! I have been working on a series of paintings for a possible show. In the future. It’s all just talks at the moment.
Mike said he would help me paint the house, I’m so excited to do that. He is the perfect gentleman. I could not ask for a better, boyfriend.
Sure, things with him always seem perfect, and too perfect is almost not real.
He is also always smiling, as if life had no disagreements; as if there were no flaws in our making; no imperfections in our society; no limitations… not even the sky.
There is something about that, something unfamiliar; like it doesn’t fit the narrative; life’s truth;
We are not whole.
Because I’m not trying to steal Snow White’s infamous mantra of the evil stepmother queen.