Octopi

It's strange being single, especially when you haven't been for five consecutive years. My heart feels strange, sometimes it's like there are two octopi writhing over each other, and sometimes it is calm, even warm considering what's happened.

To go into the reasons for my desertion would be disgusting on this blog, and as such it's not going to happen. But let's just say it needed to end. Despite this I have no regrets, which seems so strange. I'm determined not to stop stepping away from my box now, it was smothering me, and at a time in my life where I need more, I should be out there.

Today is not the day to start however, I took a massive step last night, and it'll take a while to adjust to that. Today will be a hard day, I'm fully aware of that, but I'm ready to face it, to battle it head on. I'm looking forward to tomorrow, and being surrounded by good friends for the first time in ages on a Saturday.

I also didn't remember a single bad dream from last night. It's as if a great weight has been lifted off me. I still have baggage of course, but it's lighter now.

I should thank my friends too, all those who've looked out for me, who've loved me, and who told me how proud they are that I managed that first step. I've bottled out so many times before, and they've always been there to help. But this time I have the strength to pick up the pieces myself. Thanks for lending your support guys. I love you.