I've been separated now for 9 glorious months. I've no regrets other than the obvious one of putting up with a money grabbing leech for 6 years... not bitter just Murphy's
I've made some friends since the shift which has been lovely, sad and sometimes upsetting.
I have a wonderful ‘friend for life’ whom I cherish dearly, someone untouchable I fell in love with but can't have and a confidant who's happy to give me the odd reality 'slap' every now and again when needed.
It’s been a very tough 9 months; deaths in the family, a decision I made which will haunt me for the rest of my life (I'm still not ready to look that full in the face) and the crumbling of consistency.
The move to Weston for me is an opportunity to draw a line under what’s happened and create a solid platform to launch from. Launch is such an exciting word; it opens so many possibilities :)
I’m ready to move. I’m more ready for this than anything I’ve ever done.
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