Morning ladies. It's my first time posting. Although my long distance boyfriend of 2 years moved in with me a couple months ago, I've been finding myself rather lonely as a lot of my friends seem to have faded out on me. I mean I wasn't super-tight-knit with any of them to begin with, we all have our own jobs and adult lives to attend to now, but they seem even more distant than usual lately. I was hoping to introduce myself to the community and find a few people to talk to.

My boyfriend doesn't approve of me smoking weed so I try not to do it when he is around, a local friend to smoke with would be even better but I'm not getting my hopes up as I'm in Canada. Calgary, to be precise. This is one of my less-used alt accounts that my boyfriend doesn't know about.

Anyways, I've been finding more and more lately the things that genuinely make me happy seem to fall into the realm of the whimsical and childish, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. In an effort to embrace the things that actually make me happy, in the last month I've gotten henna tattoos and ordered the materials online to start learning to do it myself; I've started drawing and colouring again in some of my adult colouring books and as of now there are various Crayola markers and coloured pencils scattered around the apartment; last night I painted my nails with sparkle polish and just this morning I dyed my hair purple for the first time in 3 years. I wouldn't say that I still like the exact same things I did when I was in my adolescence, but the majority of them fall into the realm of what some people would consider immature. When I shop, a lot of the time I'm attracted to things stores that I later realize are more aimed at girls in their late teens. I always stop at the sticker section whenever I'm at a department store and am tempted to buy them though I wouldn't have a lot of use for them. In general, I'm very attracted to things that are brightly coloured (especially purple), glittery or sparkly. And of course I still love to play video games.

Although my boyfriend says that this is one of the things he likes about me, I can't help but feel vaguely guilty and like there's something wrong with me that the majority of the things I like still trend in that direction at 24.