I haven’t written anything here for four years, which is a blessing and a curse.
The upside to not ‘documenting’ my life since 2014 is that I’ve lived it without an extensive reminder of the uglier moments – the tears when my anxiety came back with a vengeance, the frustration of a toxic work environment, the lows of turning 30 and acknowledging that friendship isn’t always reciprocated – but it means that I missed capturing the good bits too. I started a new job (that I love!) We took some amazing trips! We BOUGHT A FLAT!
So, here I am. Again. 31 years old. Not a totally different person to the girl who started a blog back in 2010, but definitely older. Wiser-ish. Occasionally happier, definitely less apologetic.