and feeling utterly dreadful. I honestly feel like I’m losing it today.
I’m 3 months out of a relationship that I thought was forever. The last two years were utterly gruesome and it transpired that I’d spent lockdown being gaslit by someone who was a pill-popping coke addicted alcoholic in the throes of an affair. I was devastated and have done all the right things since, got a part-time job, set up some training next year, sat with tsunami of grief. I sold my house before we split as we were going to be starting anew in an area I’ve always wanted to live but he was just a mass of fakery and it was all lies. I’m too bruised and scared to go alone so I’ve bought a new place in the same town as my house. It’s lovely, I can’t complain, but I feel a failure. I cried when I transferred the money to my solicitor and am dreading the completion call because it’s the final break with my dream. Has anyone else ever felt like this? Does it get better? I feel like a disconnected alien on the wrong planet. Everything looks the same, but I’m so lost.