Break ups

 "when you're around, you just get me down, I'm better off without you"
- Jebediah, Military Strongmen (Slightly Odway, 1997)

Several weeks ago, I pulled the pin on an 8 year relationship. I will be the first to admit that the ride hadn't all been smooth sailing. I never had a say in affairs, and I was pushed around. At one point there was a brief separation, and then for 18 months after, Once Partner and I denied being together to anyone, despite it being obvious from the outside that we might as well have been. It was complicated to say the least. Over time, we admitted to ourselves (and the world) that we were in fact together. Just like the years preceding, I let myself continue to be kicked from pillar to post. I finally got pushed to the point where I decided I'd had enough.

Just like that cheesy (and annoying) song from the 1960's once proclaimed, breaking up is hard to do. When a heart is broken, all kinds of emotions are bound to come out at least some point.
Break ups are also unpredictable by nature. Days of amicable behavior can be followed up by weeks of torture, and nasty words being thrown back at one another.

On the positive, to rid myself of such dramas, the plan is to throw everything I know away, and start a fresh.
142 days, and counting, Gold Coast, here I come...