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The Truth Behind My Abusive Relationship

When my friends used to tell me to leave my relationship whilst I still can, I never listened. They would tell me I was in an abusive relationship and it was dangerous, but how could it be when he had never hit me? How could it be when he had never threatened to punch me or tried to strangle me?

I understand now. It has been just under three years since we broke up, and I can finally admit I was in a abusive relationship. Everybody else could see it; apart from me. Because Love is blind.

When we first got together, things were great. I fell for him straight away and it was the first time I could honestly say that I only have eyes for him. Things were going smoothly, yet whenever we came to any kind of obstacle that affected our relationship, it was always my fault.  Continue reading

My Journey; To be continued

Something has happened to me lately that has changed things for me in the best way I can imagine. I don’t know whether I am crazy from being on cloud 9, or whether this is actually fate but it has made me want to share my journey with you right now. What I am going  through, you will here about.

I guess its a current  blog. But I am going to try and make it as interesting as I possibly can. I apologise for a lack of posts again – work has been absolutely manic over the Christmas period – but I would love it if you all followed my journey with me!!

Here’s the beginning – Enjoy ❤  Continue reading

To A Stranger You Pass On The Street

I bumped into a stranger the other day. She stopped and asked me how I was; what I was doing with my life.

It felt awkward. I told her I was working, doing a job I love and I am back home living with my parents after three years away. I asked her the same questions back – “How are you? What are you doing in life?”

She pretty much said the same thing back – “I’m busy working. I have got myself a car to take me there and back each day from my parents house”.

We exchanged smiles for a few moments and stood hovering on our feet awkwardly unsure of what to say next.

After a couple of minutes of awkwardly looking around for something else to say, I wished her well and went on my way. Continue reading