I move in two days. I’m ready. I’ve been packing and pulling things out so that I can be prepared when all of the wonderful people who have volunteered to help me arrive on Friday and Saturday.
I sat on the train yesterday thinking of how beautiful and magical our relationship started. I’ve never fallen in love the way I fell in love with Sean.
But I gave it up. I’m leaving a dream apartment in the middle of downtown, with a wonderful man and two great cats. I’m leaving unconditional love and the security of knowing that it’s there.
I’m giving it up to live on my own.
So I’d better make it worth it. I have to have done this because I’m gonna get things done for me and not just walk away to watch television and obsess after boys...men...boys.
I have a book to write. A show to put up. Photos to take. A couple of random bucket list adventures.
A world to change.
I have to have given up Sean for the only person more important.
Me.
