Last week was mental health awareness week so I decided to write up a post about something I’ve struggled with and that is relationships. I’ve written this post hoping that people will be able to relate and not feel alone. It’s so important that we start speaking up about mental health instead of sweeping it under the mat. This blog has always been a space where I’ve spoken about my experiences and it feels so fab to get feedback and other people sharing their stories or relating to mine. A while ago I wrote a post about living and growing up on a council estate (read here) and the feedback was just amazing. It inspired me to write more about my personal experiences and how I’ve dealt with them.
So, we’ve all experienced heartbreak at some point in our life or even some of you may be going through it right now. The type of heartbreak that shatters you into 15427648274 pieces and you’re trying your best to put yourself back together but none of the pieces seem to fit. The type of heartbreak that leaves you crying for weeks, months, years! The type of heartbreak that makes you feel so many emotions you feel numb. The type of heartbreak that makes you feel like it’s the end of the world and that you will never find love again. I know this is starting to sound like the start of a rom com film but we’ve all been there! I’m glad to say I’m not in that misery anymore and this is why I’m wanting to share my whole experience with it (but pls feel free to still send chocolates, ice cream and flowers my way pls).