On my own

Last Saturday, almost an exact week before our 8th anniversary (which is today), O broke up with me. In the long week that has followed, we've managed to reach an ok place where we are living together as friends for the few weeks I have left until I leave for Australia. It's a bit weird sometimes, but it's overall ok. Unfortunately there is another girl involved, which makes it a bit more difficult, but he's not rushing off to be with her (yet). So, because of this, O won't be travelling with me in Australia and NZ anymore, something that really depressed me at first, but in the end we realized it wasn't a very good idea. So I'll be travelling alone, which sometimes scares and worries me, but mostly it has made me excited to go out there and be independent, plus I'll now be able to plan what I want to do and not have to consult with him.

There will be the real split waiting for when I get back, which will be even harder. But I try not to think about that now, I have too much trip planning to do. Three weeks from today! Not long at all...