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I couldn't help but quote 1234 by Fiest with the title. It is such a bop.
I am sure at least one person reading this has had to deal with the ever fun situation which is as follows. You're talking to a guy or girl, everything is going a - okay, and all of a sudden, they "change their mind". A polite way of saying, they led you on.
How are you meant to deal with such situation? IT SUCKS. You're there, thinking that they are the love of your life, and that is not how they see it at all. You're planning the wedding, thinking of baby names, decorating the nursery, and boom, tis no longer.
Something I realised recently after going through this quite a few times, is that you don't want to be with them anyway. You honestly don't. Effort is a two way street and you don't want to be the one putting it all out there. Even if something does happen between you and your crush, beau, or whatever the kids call that awkward "talking" stage nowadays, you…
There has been a lot of defining moments in my life. To be brutally honest, a lot of those moments I would have rather not happened. But they have played a huge part in who I am today, and I strongly believe that despite how hard they may have been, everything does happen for a reason.
I've been through some shit. 99% of that shit I do not and will not ever (well, we'll see) post online, as it is private and too difficult to share so openly. I felt like this about what I am going to talk about today for a good portion of time, only partially opening up about what happened last year, in a spontaneous instagram post that you can see here.
8 years ago on February 25th (which is today, because I have spent way too long writing this post), I was involved in a car accident that almost took my life.
I feel shaky and tingly and sad writing that.
I was 10 years old.
In a strange sort of way, I feel silly saying "I almost died". It's like when you get one mark off the top …
I’m currently typing this whilst on my way to Phoenix, Arizona. In America. A place I have never been before. As in I’ve literally never been to the states. And I’m currently sat on a plane, in the air, alone, going. Over 6 hours in, and feeling good. The ride so far has been relatively smooth, if you dismiss the odd turbulence here and there. I’ve been fed extremely well (I thought plane food was crap!) and I’m snuggled up, in a food coma, watching rom coms and living my best life. Who would have thought it. Who would have thought that I’d be here. Travelling to the other side of the world as an independent woman, doing my own thang. I may be travelling alone, but I won’t be alone more or less as soon as I step off the plane. My bestie Andrea, is waiting for me on the other side. Imagining that right now is making me so happy. Imagining us making eye contact after not seeing each other for 9 months irl is getting me so excited. We’re going to have such an adventure.