Once again I find myself back to my old blog, annoyed at how little attention I have paid it. The blog had every intention to document my recovery journey after all what happened over 6 years ago now. Wow, time has really flown by.
I did have a couple more slips in the road whilst on my journey which coincidently I came back to blog about but it appears that when life is good, like really good I don’t feel the need to share my story or write the way I actually needed to to just get through life. It was my therapy.
It’s Valentines Day and I can honestly say I am the happiest I have been in like forever. This past year has been incredible for self discovery (I ran the London Marathon in 2023), security (me and my boyfriend bought a house last October) and for love. I’m engaged!!
I always knew one day I wanted to get married but I guess a lot of a defence mechanism convinced me that that would never be me. Gosh I do have so much to write about.
So on this day of celebration of love I wanted to reflect and remind others that whilst life can be cruel and hard, the hope to not only survive but thrive can keep you going. I am living proof that happily ever afters do exist.
I once believed that “Love Hurts” we go through life at times thinking that love means getting hurt, and that unless there has been ‘hard times’ accompanied by tears and pain then it’s not true. I convinced myself of this, that the toxic rollercoaster I was on had to mean for something and that the happy ending would be all “Looks like we made it
Look how far we’ve come, my baby” blah blah. It’s not only in the songs we listen to, but also the films we watch, it’s glamourised on shows like Love Island and Married at First Sight. Now I’m not undermining any relationship that has fought to be where they are but ultimately true love doesn’t hurt, or bring sadness or pain. Feeling lonely hurts, being rejected hurts, and toxic love hurts, but love should in no way hurt.
Happy Valentines Day!
Behind These Bluest Eyes 