Giving up my ‘happily ever after’

For as long as I can remember, my one true dream has been to have a house with a library. Over the past 10 years I have lived in nine cities. None of them have been ‘home’. But with each city my book collection continued to grow. Last month, I gave all my books away.

Admitting you’re unhappy isn’t selfish

There are many reasons why the last relationship I was in ended. And for a long time after the breakup I tired them all on. It took me a long time to be truly honest with both myself and those who took the time to ask.

My last relationship was challenged many factors. But ultimately it ended because I wasn’t happy.

Finding my way back home

As like any by-product of separation, shared friendships fall. Many of my parent’s friends found themselves in the middle, unsure what to say and how to act, who to include and when to back away. The crack that slices through a family during a separation always seeps beyond the core. Eventually, although not all the time, you’re left with strangers.