It’s exactly a year to the day that the man I loved well and truly broke my heart.
Most of the time it already feels like much longer, but then every so often the pain bites like it was yesterday.
I don’t think there’s much more I can say that I haven’t already overshared on here over the past twelve months.
But it’s safe to say that when the person you thought you were going to marry cheats on you, in the form of a holiday romance, then moves to the other side of the world to be with that person, your life will never quite be the same again.
And whilst I will never be able to forgive him for what he put me through, at least now I believe him when he said that I would be better off without him. Because I absolutely am.
I continue to move onwards and upwards. Always.