Over the last year I have been going through what feels like the most challenging periods of growth so far in my adulthood. I was in a relationship that ended officially in July of 2025, and since have been struggling to settle myself in the aftermath. In March 2025 we moved to Colorado back to her friends and some of her family, started a new job together, and was looking forward to building a forever. But after a year and a half of dating and 4 months after our move, she decided we weren’t compatible and said things wouldn’t work out.
It’s been very difficult for me to process it all. I was going to therapy for months but unfortunately had to stop because of financial constraints. I’ve talked all about it to my family who I’m sure at this point would like me to snap out of it. I’ve opened up to friends who have been understanding and offer words of advice. But I still sit at home and cry at night when I reflect on how it’s all gone.
So I’ve turned to writing again. I’d like to put my thoughts somewhere. I was using a journal before, but I didn’t like how much paper I was accumulating. Seeing the pile of my written consciousness stack up made me anxious. At least this way I can log things and style it in a way I might enjoy looking at.
This is the beginning of my expression of thoughts. A project for me to work on to provide some sort of distraction and a timeline for my own healing.
August Left 