Day 215/365: Long Post alert🚨 Friday night at the club 😂🤣💃🏽💪🏽 Restocking, organizing, and then tearing things up. This place has been my safe haven since day 1. It is the one place I put my blood, sweat, and tears into. I have spent countless nights helping cultivate this from the ground up, and I continue to do so - at a much slower and controlled pace. I was always really good at distracting myself from other parts of my life, by throwing myself into work, education, and business. I wanted to build something that I could call mine, and something no one could really take from me, and here it is; BODability. When I first came out, I felt abandoned, not necessarily because people walked out of my life, but I walked out of theirs too, in fear that eventually they would anyway. Feeling abandoned is rough. The resentment, the anger, the anxiety, and the loneliness that can come from it, I felt nothing could help decrease it, ever. When people flip flop around in your life, it becomes hard to trust who will stay and who won't. A good friend of mine reminded me that I must continue to meet people where they are at, and remember that the closest ones are the ones that hurt the most. If I begin to look at everyone the same, the closest ones hurt less, and become more understandable and manageable. My expectations of these individuals don't need to be present, since I can only control my own actions, not theirs. Remember: if you've opened up to someone you are close to about something that they may not agree with and they walk away from you, that is their choice and their right. It is your choice and right to keep your head up, continue doing you, and continue living YOUR life YOUR way because they certainly are doing the same - or attempting to. No one is wrong in this, we all just have differing perspectives and lives to live. It will hurt, and it will suck, but I promise if you live the life YOU choose to live, it will begin to hurt less, and it will begin to suck less. Need a friend? Shoot me a message and we can grab a coffee, a bite, crush some iron, or rip a phonebook together... heck we could do it all! Today I thank all of my support groups out there.