I’m not quite sure how or even if I ought to share this here. Since I’ve shown you aspects of my personal life here, I feel as if I must.
In July I had a moment like the image beside this text. I realized my life as it wasn’t likely to change much, and that I wouldn’t be happy living in that situation for the rest of my life…no matter how much I told myself to be content with what I had.
So I contacted people close to me. I asked them to talk me off the cliff or over the cliff. After hearing what I had to say, no one wanted to talk me off the cliff.
What all this boils down to is that I’m leaving my comfortable house and my comfortable relationship and striking out into a tiny apartment on my own.
I’m rebooting my story. And I hope it has a happy ending.