Two months were more than enough to lose 5kg without even trying too. I guess I am one of the lucky ones who loses weight instead of gaining it, when stressed. Lucky me! And I was eating (I swear) but I didn’t spend too much time thinking about my body. (I guess my mind was rather preoccupied with everything else) However it’s fair to say that very soon I didn’t look good, at all! All of my clothes were hanging off of me, and everything that made me look like a woman, was gone (yep, no boobs, no butt). In addition to this, everybody (whom I am sure had the very best intentions as always…) made sure to tell me that I looked way too skinny… Just in case I hadn’t already noticed?! (Nooo, I’m not an idiot and I’m not starving myself for fun…) Ahem. Continue reading
Being still at stage 1 when you still don’t really fully understand how life is going to change. You still have the survival instinct and you just keep going cos you don’t have a choice!
After a month I had the amazing task of getting rid of most of my belongings! Surely one of us had to leave the house and in this case it was obvious that it would be me. We agreed that he would buy me out and I would walk away, nice and easy. Didn’t know back then how hard and painful this whole process can be (Never again! Hopefully…). Continue reading
“You don’t love me, do you?”…. “No”… and BANG! That’s it. This is how easy it is to become single after 5 years. Being in a hotel room, via phone… I know, I know it is crap, it wasn’t planned but in a way it was for the better. The bonus is that you throw up and cry all night alone and then go to work and look and feel crap (and crap doesn’t even begin to describe this look). I had the privilege to do this for 3 days before I had to go back “home” and face everything. Continue reading