reminiscing and reflection
Reading through the below, whilst sat in a house I’ve bought, on a sofa I found on facebook market place - with a kitten I’ve raised and a man I’ve loved for the last 3 and a half years - was strange.
My life has moved on so much since then. I’ve lost countless people, and gained countless more. I’ve had low moments and high moments and everything in between. I wish I could go back to the girl writing these posts and reassure her that in a few years time she will be going round ikea with a really fit bloke, shopping for house decor and giggling. Things get better, they always do.
‘he didn’t make it tess’
probably the worst words in the world to read when you’ve turned over in bed at 6.20 in the morning to check your phone. My bestest friend, who’s been there for me through all the times I’ve been sad over the most trivial of things, who’s always known what to say - was in pieces.
