Wut Wut Life?

So I bagged everything my ex got me into a bag the day he dumped me and shoved it into a dark corner of my closet. It wasn't my first time at the rodeo; I know looking at them would hurt. A sad reminder of times together with him, celebrating something. So it's been over two months. It's been hard deciding what to do with these things. Whatever my choice may be, it was supposed to be easier than deciding what I want with my ex in the future. I mean, these were just things. They had no feelings I should consider. I wasn't as attached with them as I was to my ex once upon a time. They meant a lot less than he ever did. So why was I still hanging onto them? This weekend I decided I would donate them. The thought passed to take them to Huntington Beach and have myself a bondfire, but the things weren't bad. Maybe someone could find some joy out of these items. One item in particular I saved from the cull. It was a pretty nice figurine of a videogame character

Last Saturday I went on a long run. I spent three hours running by the shore for over 15 miles. It's easy to let the pounding of footsteps and the story of a good podcast carry you. I listened to a podcast about a woman who led a lab testing company that promised to revolutionize blood testing and bring medical access to everyone, but it  ended up going out of business since it couldn't actually produce the product it promised for over 10 years. So many people were duped, including me! I didn't lose any money, but I remembered looking at a photo of her on Forbes magazine thinking "wow, some people are so lucky, to be beautiful and a great leader!"  Turns out it was all show, no substance. People wanted to believe her and her noble goals so much that they did great mental gymnastics to justify what's happening to themselves I feel a little less bad about having only been mistaken about my last relationship for the 4 years. Though the podcast did remind me t