Pride

I am so proud of myself. As lonely and sad as I have been the last couple days I did not sleep with Ben last night. I met a cute boy from UCLA while I was at a another party, actually there were a ton of cute boys.. but I digress.

I met Ben yesterday and took him home as we were going to go swimming for kicks at 4 am..to my home..however, when he asked if he could sleep in my bed.. I said No.

I mean I was drunk but I also was like wow.. this is really good. This is a good sign. A sign of progress and self respect. Not only have I gained a great amount of respect for myself, leaving Dan, leaving Chris, but I also have become somewhat protective of my new body, time and ears. :D

Dan was right, I am just weeding out the fucking bad ones and making way for Mr. Perfect. God is growing me.