When you’re in a relationship with someone you never really think about what it will be like if you ever split up. Well, that has happened to me. After nearly two years together, my relationship with my boyfriend has come to an end. Needless to say I’m not in the best of places as I write this post. I’ve definitely felt better. But I can’t say I haven’t seen it coming for a while now. But that’s a long story… Although I feel absolutely awful right now, he is, and always will be, my first love and that will never go away. I apologise in advance for over emotional posts in the next few weeks or – on the complete end of the spectrum – nothing for a while. I just need to take the next few weeks or so to begin putting myself back together.
No one ever said that life would be easier; and if someone has then they are lying through their teeth.
At the age of twenty, my life has barely even started. I’m still at University, I don’t have to worry about bills or anything too strenuous other than my studies and I have my parents there to fall back on if needs be. Yet why do I feel like the weight of the whole world is on my shoulders?
I’m not going to lie, I have no idea what I want to do with the rest of my life once I graduate and that thought it really, truly scary. I don’t know how I’m going to make a living, I don’t know how I’m going to eventually pay of my University and bank debts, I don’t even know how or where I’m going to be living this time next year. I could be on the other end of the country, I could still be in my hometown/surrounding area, or I could still be living with my parents. I just don’t know. Continue reading