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It's Okay

          HONEY BEES!!!! I can't believe it's been so long since I've decided to sit down with you. Time doesn't stand still for anyone. First off, Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! 😃 I hope everyone got through the holiday season with at least $10 still in their pockets like I did. Barely honey.....barely.

Well.... Where do I begin? My lip gloss line Monreaux Cosmetics and school have been keeping me super busy. As much as I've enjoyed launching a cosmetic line, school is my top priority. Maintaining my 4.0 isn't easy with the many titles I have.  I'm really grateful for the business support I've gotten and I hope business continues to be steady.

As always, I'm flourishing in every aspect of my life except for the love department. It's literally like finding a needle in a haystack. Maybe it's me. I want to believe in people so bad. I want to believe in my happily ever after. I want to believe that maybe one day I'll fall madly in love with someone who pumps my gas on Sundays, takes out the trash, and washes my car. I want to believe that one day I'll meet a great guy, fall in love, get married and have another child. Everyone else is getting their happily ever after and I'm sitting here still trying to believe. It hasn't happened yet and I'm losing hope. It's very disappointing. I use to think I had a lot to offer someone but now I'm not so sure. Is there such a thing of being too broken to love? I don't know but one thing is for certain, and two things are for sure, I'm going back into my hiding place. I can honestly say I tried and it didn't work out this time, or the last time, or the time before that, or the time before that... so I'm done. Everything isn't for everybody and maybe relationships just aren't for me and that's ok.

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