Where do I begin? From the start, I suppose.

Hey lovely,

Have you grabbed yourself a glass of wine yet? Let's begin this journey, shall we?

I'm sitting here in bed in on this crispy night, covered in my floral doona and in the company of my lap cat.  It's the middle of winter and, boy I really do feel that in my toes tonight. I have some girly tunes playing in my ears , but let's be real, I don't usually. Usually, at least lately, you will find me browsing youtube, diving deep. My favourite go to youtuber? Jenna Marbles of course. But tonight is different. Tonight I am trying this new thing where I am starting a blog. Why? Well a few reasons. I want to start a hobbie and the idea of being able to write as well as share my story sounds appealing. Also, there seems to be something therapeutic about the idea of writing my thoughts and feelings, as well as things that happen to me on a day to day basis. If anyone reads my blog then that's just a bonus.. but for now, I will see it as my own personal journal - which will also happen to be very public. Eep!

In the distance I can hear my boyfriend chatting to his online friends while he plays his nerdy computer game. We've been together for about three years and it's been a rocky one, to say the least. I feel like facebook is the worst. Facebook really disguises the realness in all of us. It is created to bring us closer but I honestly think it distances us from each other even more. Have you ever found yourself scrolling on facebook and come across that couple's planned photography picture, for their engagement or wedding or whatever the fuck - and just felt like shit? The worst part is, you will never know the fight they had in the car on the way there about how he didn't IMMEDIATELY compliment her on her new lipstick shade. That's the problem with these perfectionist couples. It means they fight about things that lack the relationship from being "perfect". It's all about the image.

So I guess what I am trying to say is.. why don't we hear more about the real stuff? Like how sometimes we wonder if the one we're with is truly the one? The "one".. What a ridiculous concept isn't it? Out of the 7 billion people in the world, you think Larry is the one. Larry, who had lived in your local town, 20 minutes away from you. Larry who you met on Tinder. He's the one, is he? What holds a relationship is the shit that you can get through and come out alive together from it on the other side. That's what is real.

I'll clock out for now...

Yours truly,
Feather Sally