Wow! I can’t believe people actually read and enjoyed my story! I really enjoyed writing it and I was going to keep writing anyway, but now I feel even more motivated to do so!
For my second post, I want to give a bit of an explanation and context about me and who I am. So until July of this year, I was in a relationship. I’m not a huge fan of labels or tags, so it’s difficult for me to fully explain how our relationship worked. It was an open, polyamorous, creative and emotional roller coaster. It lasted for a few years and the main person who I shared this with was someone called Max.
I met Max as a friend of a friend a few years back. When we met I was going through a bit of an identity crisis. I’d dropped out of Uni, I wasn’t enjoying and I didn’t care about the subject I was studying. I had a lot of family problems and I worked a shitty supermarket job. I felt very directionless and I wasn’t sure what my purpose was, what I was supposed to get out of bed for in the mornings.