This time last year

This time last year we hit our 2 year anniversary mark. We were so excited to be looking for a house and everything that came with it. Only this time you dumped me out of the blue. It’s like you turned into a stranger overnight. You turned into a person that I didn’t know. I’m starting my new post as a theatre nurse next week- who am I going to tell all the highs and lows to? Not everyone understands me like you do. You helped me apply for this new post and cheered me on from the sidelines during the higher peaks of Covid. Going from my safe ward to theatres is terrifying. But so is the thought of being nearly 28, feeling unwanted, overweight and having to navigate single life all over again. 

Terrified at the moment, but I know I’ll find my zest for life and passion for a new nursing experience again soon.