2024 Was the Worst Year of my Life

As we go into the new year, I can’t help but feel like there is a massive piece of me missing. Going from saying “goodnight, je t’aime” to “I’m not in love with you anymore” is a shock to the system, and an experience I don’t wish on my worst enemy.

In many ways, this breakup was a long time coming. He wishes he held his ground back in March last year: a clean cut, a fresh start in a new city. Maybe I would have more self respect if we'd done it this way - no begging and pleading. Maybe I would have even be healed by now, moving on with someone new. But the more I think about it, the more I realize that the last 10 months of pain, doubt, and honestly suffering were needed for [continue reading…]