In this post I wanted to discuss my experience of living alone for the first time. To document the transition of sharing a home with somebody to reclaiming the space as my own. It has been such a rich and full experience; at times agonizing and others truly liberating. Here are some of the things I am learning along the way:
There has been a fair bit of change since my last blog post over 8 months ago. In hindsight, beginning a brand new blog in the midst of a break up was perhaps a bit ambitious (or stupid..) but I am back, and what better place to return than with a bit about what has been happening since the last time I posted…
It is fast approaching a year since my last relationship broke down. After 4 years together, Mr C broke the news that he was leaving, 2 months after we had celebrated my 30th birthday together. To say I was devastated feels like an understatement. He had been distant for a few months prior to his announcement, but I had put it down to some big life changes that he had been going through. To me, we had built a relationship that felt strong, loving and honest, so I was shook to my core as I watched him pack up his half of our life into boxes around me. He left 3 days later. Continue reading “Recovering from a Break Up”
You can’t pour from an empty cup, or continue to make withdrawals once you have reached your overdraft limit. And yet it is familiar for us humans to keep giving despite the fact that we may be desperately in need of some TLC ourselves.