This time last week I had gone on a date with a guy 6 months to the date after me and my ex split (I didn't realise until someone pointed it out) and unfortunately it hasn't worked out because we're just no compatible and altho I was looking forward to getting to know someone new I actually feel okay at the fact it's not going to go anywhere. I feel proud I went on a date (after being hurt and it really made me wary of dating). I also am happy that my birthday went a lot better than it has in years. I wanted to do something different. I don't have friends but that didn't stop me from going away for a city break for my birthday alone. Go shopping. Go to museums. Tourist sites. Castles. Walking. Eating shit. My parents came to spend my actual birthday with me but it's been a good 22nd birthday. I may not have gone clubbing or to bars drinking but I did my birthday how I wanted to this year. It was on my terms. I didn't let anyone dictate how I should celebrate or make me feel small. I may not have spent my birthday with a special someone either but as I've been walking round this large city, getting lost, being awed, I found I really don't mind. I only have one more day to spend then it's back to work so I hope my positive mindset will continue. But my birthday has been a good one this year. And it's all because I decided it would be. Nobody else.