I found myself in Belgium licking my
self inflicted wounds wondering if I had
completely lost my mind. I’d been all
over the world by myself but somehow
had never felt so alone. Henry was what
had grounded me. He was the stability in my life and all I wanted to do was
hear his voice so I could feel a little less
alone in this big world. I still didn’t contact him. I didn’t want to give him false
hope.
I had nightmares of waking up ten
years in the future and not recognising my own reflection in the mirror. As
much as I loved Henry I realised that I
had come to love myself more. Travel
had changed me in ways I never could
have imagined and I didn’t want to lose
that part of me. I didn’t want to lose that
Tina.
Moving Forward
I couldn’t have picked a worse time to
break up with him, it was the holiday
season. I went home to visit my parents and after a fairly painful Christmas
complete with the silent treatment from
my father and daily calls from my fiancé
pleading for me to change my mind, I
found myself rescheduling my flights for
France and Belgium so that I could get
as far away from the situation as soon
as possible.
29 July 2013 would have been my
one year wedding anniversary, a date
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