I recently let you know that my relationship was over in this post. I also talked about whether or not me and my ex boyfriend would actually be friends like we said we would, and after a planned and prepared for conversation today, I can't imagine we won't be.
It was a really nice catch up, no awkwardness or anything. It was nice just to talk to him again, and I didn't feel upset, angry, or anything other than happy to hear he was doing so well at uni. I was pleased to hear he'd like to meet up - as friends - when we return home for Christmas, see each other's families, both of which we were close to.
Trying to move on has been surprisingly easier than I expected, but I think it's because Keele is a place he's never been, I have no memory of myself here with him, so I've not got much more to think about other than the times back home - which were always enjoyable. Of course, things may change when I'm back home, but I don't think seeing him would make me want to wish we'd never broken up - I still stand by the fact that it's best for both of us. I believe that it truly wasn't working the first time, and I mean this in the least pessimistic way possible (just realistic) it wouldn't work if we tried again. And I'm pretty sure neither of us want to try again.
I'm sure we're both 100% happier now, I know for a fact I am. It's not a case of being free - neither of us controlled the other - it's just more relaxing being out of a long distance relationship in my experience.
I'm really pleased he's doing so well at uni and visa versa - I know we can work as friends.
In other news, I tidied my room (gasp) - remember it last time!
Shame our kitchen's not looking quite as good...
Thanks to Emma for photographing this horrendous evidence.
If I had the energy I'd totally move that plastic bag off of the floor...though in all honesty, not much of it is my mess.