I Didn’t Talk To Men For Six Months In 2022
It was one of the best things I ever did for myself
It was the beginning of January 2022. I had just flown back to Los Angeles from my hometown in the rural Midwest after recovering from COVID. I actually got COVID right before New Year’s Eve, so I wasn’t able to celebrate or travel somewhere like I normally do every year. Not that I could afford it anyway. Plus I would’ve had to buy a new party dress because none of my old ones fit me anymore. And even if money wasn’t an issue, I really didn’t feel like doing that.
I spent the holiday watching the ball drop in Times Square on TV while lying in my mom’s bed by myself and drinking a small bottle of Barefoot pink champagne. It was my first time spending New Year’s Eve alone at home since high school, so it felt super lame. Like rock bottom. But I told myself that if I’m starting the new year at rock bottom, the only place I can go is up.
After recovering from COVID, I got my booster vaccine and went to the best local hair salon in my hometown to get my platinum blonde hair touched up for the first time in six months. My mom paid for it as part of my Christmas present. My ashy brown roots had grown in quite a bit, but I justified that it looked fine since my style has always been kind of edgy anyway. I could pull it off, right? But I…