I’ve always been one of those people who dreams of new starts and the chance to reinvent herself. Usually for me this tends to be when some sort of major life event goes down, normally one that’s more negative, and it leads me to dreaming of moving to somewhere where nobody knew me so that I could start again from the beginning. But it’s never actually happened.
You may have noticed I’ve been less than active on here this year in comparison to last. My blog turns 1 this month and while I’m pleased with what I’ve achieved such as hitting follower goals and attending a smattering of events, I feel like I lost my focus around the start of 2015 and things started to slip. I’m not going to blame anyone, or any situation I was in, because despite 2015 being one of the most stressful and emotionally all over the place years yet, the start of it was also one of the most happy times of my life.
I was distracted from my blog because I was out enjoying myself all the time. I was living. Sure I still thought about my blog, still made sure to keep to a schedule, and still loved it, but my focus had slipped. I felt alive for the first time in a very, very, very long time and no longer was blogging my main motivation. I was caught up in a whirlwind of happiness – but weirdly this was also one of the saddest times of my life as it made me aware of just how stuck I was in my hometown. How I needed to move out, relocate, get out of the rut I was in or I never would, and in 10 years time I’d look back on this chapter of my life with regret that I hadn’t taken better opportunities and realised my own potential.
So I started applying for jobs, and then the most terrifying thing happened. I got one. And a bloody good one. And all of a sudden the move became real and things started moving and I started eating a LOT of chocolate because stress. All of the stress. Sometimes the worst thing about your dreams is them coming true, because then you no longer dream about them, you have to act on them and it makes you scared that actually, maybe, your dream might not be what you really want. Don’t worry, mine is. I’m very happy here, but more on that in another post.
Along with this upheaval, my relationship broke down and suddenly I found myself in a situation that just became too much. Hurt beyond all belief I was desperately trying to find somewhere to live with no flats in my price range available and with only one week left to move I finally, finally found a place to call my home. And here I am, a month down the line, finally with broadband installed, and starting to settle into my new life.
It hasn’t been easy, and I’ve learned a lot along the way such as no matter how stressed you are eating a ridiculous amount of chocolate will make you put on weight (currently working on getting the abs back guys, but that’s another post as well), and also that sometimes, stepping out of your comfort zone is the best thing that can happen to you. Luckily for me, despite moving to a city where I know no-one, I’m still only an hour from home, and I bumped into some old friends since moving who have made the whole transition a lot easier. Now I’ve just got to knuckle down and make something of myself at work, on here, and sort my body out. The social life and relationships will follow.
It’s time for a reinvention, and my God am I excited to bring you along for the journey.
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