#four years later
Do you remember where you were exactly four years ago? I do. On January 31st, 2014, I went to see my favorite band. It was meant to be a pre-birthday celebration, watching them play one of my favorite albums with my best friend by my side. However, what should have been a great night ended up being one of the worst. The short story is that I had the most intense panic attack I’ve ever experienced…
Not my normal post but, I don’t really know where else to put these thoughts.
Today would have been me and my ex’s four year anniversary, and I’m hating every moment of it, alternatively every moment of not being in love with him any more. My birthday is in a month and I’m not spending it with him like a did most of my childhood. I’m going to a club with my best friends, and continuing to forget what life was like before I became my own person.
