I randomly stumbled back on this page (yes, I kinda forgot that I had a blog) and just realised how much things have changed since the last post.
Hi, it's me.
I would been lying if I say that I'm alright and everything is okay. I'm moderately getting on with my life but I'm thankful that I'm still alive and breathing, as cliché as it sounds. This year really put me on edge knowing that a lot of things weren't going to stay the same, that a lot of forgetting and moving on has to be done.
It gave me a good time to reflect on what I've done & what I've been since then. It made me more aware of how dependent I am on an individual for my happiness. That's the most destructive thing I've ever done to myself and I feel myself committing that mistake over and over again.
In all honesty, I am so fortunate to still have him around, for him to make time for me despite his busy schedule but it just hurts knowing that he won't be mine anymore and that I have to let him go sooner or later.
