It's been about a month and a half.
I'm still slowly letting go and moving on.
Though it hurt a lot in the beginning,
it's starting to hurt less with each passing day.
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After finally getting my shit together (thank you Randell), I've started working part-time at a cafe that sells cakes near my place. My first week of work went quite well and smoothly. It wasn't as difficult or boring as I thought it would be. In fact, there were quite a few enjoyable moments, like learning to tie a ribbon on a cake. I never thought I would have so much laughter trying to learn to tie a ribbon. It feels like I've hit a restart button for my life, so here's to a new beginning. And well, I made a friend at my workplace, so that's a good start to this new beginning right?
