Love is…. Love

“Tis better to have love and lost than never to have loved at all.”
– Alfred Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam

Love. Since we were young we have always been obsessed with that. We all want love and to be loved. When we find it we don’t want to give it up. If we do then what do we have left?

I found my love at 18. I was a freshman in college and he was a 23 year old college graduate. I found my love while I was working my night shift as a front desk clerk at one of the residence halls on my college campus. I found my love through the notorious little app Grindr. I would of never thought that almost five years later I would have to bury my love and the person that I thought I was with him.

Just like anyone else, I read the intro to a blog to see if I will follow it. I am going to be completely honest with you, this is my first blog. I have never done this type of thing before. I am merely here to write about my journey.

I have suffered something traumatic these past few months and I didn’t really know how to get out what I was and how I am feeling. I am hoping that this is what I need. On top of that I hope that you join me through this journey. I not only hope that this helps me but that it also helps anyone who is suffering with loss, grief, or -as my blog title says- intrusive thoughts.

Again, thank you for being here and giving me the chance to tell my story so far and what ever happens in the future.