Woke up to the realisation that today marks one year of being single for me!
Life has been absolutely unpredictable, and I have kept my seatbelt on for the ride! Here are some of my firsts:
Learned to live alone π€π½
Wept so much my soul ached and my bones hurt π
Improved my running pace to under 6mins ππ½ββοΈ
Learned to love living alone π€π½π
Slept alone in my humongous bed π
Did my first IKEA assembly, thatβs still going strong πͺ
Learned to love sleeping alone in my humongous bed π
Decided to have meaningless sex with 10 men within a year π€ͺπ
Ran so much I got plantar fasciitis π¦Ά
Learned to use a spannerπ§
Dipped my toes into the murky water that is online dating π·
Learnt to be okay with being absolutely alone π π½ββοΈ
Started writing a blogβοΈ
Asked a guy out for coffee π€·π½ββοΈ
Survived my Christmas Day without family π
Went on a few coffee dates βοΈ
Did not have any sex, meaningless or otherwise for the whole year ππ½ββοΈπ
Learned to love myself without prejudice β€οΈ
Found compassion in places I never thought I would π―ββοΈπ―ββοΈπ«
Accepted that I am wired to nurture π
Thought I had learnt to love living alone, but the journey has just started β°π£
Learned to accept failure and heartache (again)! ππ
Learned to laugh at myself π
Discovered the power of speaking my mind π‘
Learned that vulnerability is my strength π¦Ήπ½ββοΈ
Learned that I can control nothing but my reactions βοΈ
Hurt my knee & broke my own heart ππ©Ή
Learning to roll with life, because it never goes to plan anyway πͺ π€π½