Sometimes life can take a funny turn. You know those times when something comes so out of left field it makes you realise how much being an adult sucks?
I met the Irishman on tinder and after our first date in January I sort of thought the rest would be history. We laughed, shared the same ambitions and worked our butts off to climb the career ladder to help reach our goals. We supported each other 100% and as cheesy as it sounds we were each other biggest cheerleaders. We saw each other every other week due to living on different sides of the country (Him in Edinburgh and me in Glasgow) but it worked.
This week the Irishman was offered the job of his dreams and I couldn’t of been happier or more excited for him. There was only one little hitch, it would require a move to London for him.
After some tears and discussion we decided it was best to break up and it is the most sucky decision I have had to make this year. I’m handling it better than I thought I would thought and I guess thats because we made the right decision. He has to chase his dream job and I support that because I want him to succeed and know he would do the exact same for me had the situation been the other way round.
What this experience has taught me is sometimes when you care and want the best for someone that doesn’t necessarily mean you get to do it right by there side. I will still care, support and want the best for the Irishman just like he will for me and hey, who knows what will happen in the future.
For now I’m going to focus on work, my friends and the blog. Who knows what the next six months of the year will hold?