Recently I’ve had cause to think about [romantic] relationships and my perspective on them, and I've been asked to share them. (Just to be clear, this is my perspective.) Society mainly seems to define a successful relationship by it’s longevity, doesn't it? No thought of whether it’s happy, or functional, or healthy. Just long. Find... Continue Reading →
A year in moments #10 – the mountaintop emotional meltdown
I was absolutely exhausted. It was a week since got back from Jordan where I'd run the Wadi Rum Ultramarathon and just a few weeks before I was moving to New Zealand and I'd spent no time in that week having any rest. In fact, it was the opposite - late nights and every day... Continue Reading →
A year in moments #2 – arriving in New Zealand
It was about lunchtime, yet my brain didn't really know what time or day it was. I'd been travelling for over 30 hours and my weary body was pleased to have finally landed. I didn't know what was waiting for me behind the arrival gates. Would he be there at the front with a big... Continue Reading →
A year in people #99 – my ex-husband
I forgive you. The words were loud and clear in my head, and it caught me by surprise. Almost involuntary, it felt like they had come out of nowhere. But the words were unmistakable. I forgive you. I was sat on a stool, leant back against the cool side of the building looking out into... Continue Reading →
A year in people #94 – the guy who said I was flighty
I met a guy once. We chit chatted a bit, and one time ended up going for a drink just the two of us, but only really because the other people who were also supposed to be going, cancelled. He was nice enough, not bad looking, but I never thought much of it. One night... Continue Reading →
A year in people #90 – Mum
"Do you fancy a day out Mum? Just the two of us? Let's go do something." She looked suspicious; it wasn't something we often did. "Maybe a walk around Clumber Park?" I picked her up in the car, and as I drove I chattered away about nothing but I had a knot in my stomach.... Continue Reading →
A year in people #86 – the person who wasn’t there
I met my ex-husband when I was 17 years old and went straight from living with my parents to moving in with him a few years later (I never went to university or lived with friends). Fast forward 13 years and a bit years to a few months after we separated, and I had to... Continue Reading →
A year in people #81 – Michelle
"Hi Michelle, sorry for the late notice but I'm going to have to cancel tonight. I split up with M yesterday and I'm not in the best state to meet I'm afraid! It's all still a bit new and I have quite a lot to sort out. Hoping to stay in Christchurch though so hopefully... Continue Reading →
A year in people #78(3) – A
Continued from Part Two “What would you say to us going out? Like properly? I want to be with you.” It was a quandry. I didn’t really want to go out with anyone. But I loved being with him. “Why can’t we just keep it as it is? Enjoy it for what it is. I’m... Continue Reading →
