It’s been about 2.5 years. Timeline seems about right. 2.5 years ago I though I had met the love of my life, and my best friend. I’m still not convinced he’s not, but he’s not willing to stand up and fight. That’s a story for a different time.
I’m currently going through a tough patch. I’ve been knocked down, but I’m working on getting back up. This is part of the healing process, putting it in to words.
Anyone who has been there knows that it’s sometimes one of the hardest things you can go through. Lots of tears, lots of painful nights and days that you’re just not sure you’re going to make it.
But it’s ok, it will get better, even when it doesn’t seem like it. I’m a fighter. I’ve made it through much worse than this! Just a little bump in the road.
I look forward to sharing some stories from the past few years, and sharing the future.