2017 was hard. There’s no way around it.
However, as I ponder and compare how I felt at the end of 2016 to how I feel now, I am in a much better place.
2016 ended with fights and divorce threats from barely husband’s side. 2017 started with my decision to end our marriage.
It wasn’t pleasant. Not a bit. The accusations, the drama, the threats to take Raven away and to ruin my life were painful.
But I had made a decision. I had finally said what I wanted and needed. I was tired of fighting to save something not worth saving.
I was taking the path to my freedom. To being myself again. Who was I? I didn’t know and that was tough. Nevertheless, I embarked on a journey of discovery, of making new friends, of having fun.
I was blessed with many things in 2017, and no matter how difficult it was to live through the stress and the breakdowns that saw me cry, curled up in a ball, I still made it.
I have made friends who will be my friends forever and ever. They know the real me. And they love me anyway.
I have removed the stinky rubbish off my life and I am ready to start again.
Let 2018 come!