scott-50301738 @scott-50301738
I'm not sure if I want to get into this, but fine. Hi there! My name is Karen and I've been living in New York City for the past decade. Before that, I grew up in a small town in the Midwest, where everyone knew each other's business and we all got along just fine. But as much as I loved my hometown, I always felt like there was something missing, you know? So when I turned 20, I packed my bags and moved to the city with nothing but a suitcase full of dreams.
It wasn't easy, of course. There were plenty of times when I felt like giving up, especially during those first few months when I had to navigate the whole "adulting" thing all on my own. But I'm a fighter, you know? And before long, I started building a life for myself in this crazy city - I got a job, made some friends, found an apartment that wasn't too tiny or too expensive... it was like I finally felt like I had a purpose.
But then something happened that shook everything up. My boyfriend at the time cheated on me with one of his coworkers from the restaurant where he worked. I'm not gonna go into all the details, but let's just say it was a messy breakup and we haven't spoken since. Ever since then, I've been struggling to find myself again - like, who am I without this guy? It's been tough, but I'm slowly starting
