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So…it’s roughly a year since my ex left me. To be honest I don’t remember the exact date, I kinda make a point of not remembering, but I know it was the end of November and a week before Collectormania which is next week, so it was around about now. (Yes, I realise it makes it sound like my priorities are wrong, but truly I make a point of not remembering the dates of bad things.)
I didn’t know most of you back then, but safe to say I was a bit of a mess. I was even more of a mess three months later to find out that she was moving in with one of my best mates after they had got together two weeks after she finished with me. Classy eh?
Anyway, it was tough. It has undoubtedly been the worst year of my life - not just for that, shit thing after shit thing has happened – but despite that I swear her leaving was the best thing that has ever happened to me. It took a while to realise, but it’s true.
I wanted to be with her so badly, more than she ever wanted to be with me. And although I was blind to that for four years I see it with total clarity now. I can’t say with all honesty that there isn’t a part of me that isn’t badly broken still; the idea of being in love now seems totally alien and I don’t know when I’ll ever get that back. But I’ve also realised that doesn’t matter at the moment. I have something else.
When we split up my friends were amazing, utterly and totally amazing, and again when I found about the new girlf. And it made me realise just how damn much I was loved and how surrounded by fantastic people I was. It’s sad that it takes something like that happening to make you fully appreciate it, but damn, appreciate it I now do. And that is a good thing; a very good thing.
Also without her leaving me I never would have decided to make a random and slightly insane overnight coach trip to Glasgow to see a little band called Blue Gillespie on the basis that some people I didn’t even know where planning a meet up and I wanted to meet some new people. And from that one day a whole multitude of wonderful things have happened (my happy life in fandom has been happily discussed in this post.)
When she left one of the things she said was that I wasn’t fun to be around. I think I would now like to officially refute this, because despite the shit, I’ve had the best fucking year. I've seen things I never dreamt I'd see, loved people I never would have known if I'd… no, hold on... Sorry, that's the 'Lion King'. But the point still stands. (*confuses geek quotes horribly*)
And, you know what? I really wouldn't change that for the world.
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Date: 2010-11-20 05:52 pm (UTC)I am sorry for the shite that happened, but I am very very pleased that there was an incredibly positive outcome, and you are amazing!
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Date: 2010-11-21 08:48 am (UTC)Long may the Gillespian (and wider fandom) love continue!
Leanne x (who is in Leeds non-gig recovery mode atm.)
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Date: 2010-11-22 01:22 am (UTC)And the comment about writing really means a lot, thank you,
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