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No one tells you the truth about adulthood, which is that you spend most of it missing people, and only a handful of moments last.
Stay open, because life only gets richer as it unfolds. We know the end of the story, but not how we get there, or who we’ll be when we do.
She was the reason my attitude to my body changed, my attitude to myself.
Lily showed me the safety of a bed, and the unfolding possibilities of a body that stayed.
Was this what I had craved: total isolation so I could cry out loud, heard by no one?
My happiest memories aren’t of being alone, really, no matter what I tell myself. It’s just easier to be alone than to learn how to ask for what you want.
‘It would be half you and half someone else. And it would also be its own person,’ he reminded me. ‘You don’t know how these things turn out.’
The best thing I could do for my depression, much of which sprung from existential anxiety, was commit to my decisions, I was realising. Give up the what-if game. It’s okay to change one’s mind, leave relationships and careers behind, to let things go that once meant everything. The only course to avoid is passive regret, feeling life has been done to you, or that you made the wrong choice, and must always bear the cost. There is no right path, only how you walk it.
Starting again isn’t starting from nothing, because you take the person you are with you.
