It's been a tumultuous last couple of years. I was in an abusive relationship. My first proper, toxic, and fully emotionally abusive relationship. People ask if I regret those two and a half years, and I say: "hell no". It has infact been the best learning and life experience of my life (apart from living 9 years in a foreign country). It has made me appreciate what real love looks and should feel like, it has made me appreciate empathetic and loving people who are honest and trustworthy. I survived, I came out alive, and stronger and all the more better for it. I am grateful for myself, my friends, my opportunities, my life. I am a survivor. A happy survivor.
