If you have read my previous post you know that something major has happened in my life in the past few weeks. It has not been easy to find the motivation to even get out of bed, but I am now able to talk about it and it may be helpful for some of you going through a similar situation.
People do say bad things happen in 3s and believe you me, they do. I am a firm believer that things to happen for a reason and there is an explanation and a plan at the end of all this. It really doesn’t feel that way right now, but I am trying to be as positive about the situation as I can.
Right, so these 3 events happened within a week, which has made them much more difficult to deal with for me. Feels like the whole world is just upside down right now and I was loosing my grip. So as I said in 5 days I basically became single, homeless and jobless. One event led to another really. When myself and J broken up we both sort of became homeless as we had to start looking for a new place to rent. If you are a pet owner you know how difficult it is to find a place which accepts pets when you are renting. Once I finally found a flat that was within budget, accepted pets and was in a good location to work I thought I was all settled and ready to move. Unfortunately life had another idea, and my management given me the option to relocate to another location in the country or to make me redundant basically. (downsizing this branch to build up others instead) . This has come as a shock to my system, however due to not knowing the other city I was not able to make that decision. I wouldn’t have had any friends, and after breaking up, being completely alone was just not the option I wanted to follow. I have since looked for other jobs and have gotten many other offers, but non of which seem that great for me.
This is the reason why I decided that in order to have a chance at finding myself and getting back on my feet, I will move home to my parents’ house for a few months. The only issue is that it is in Ireland, and I have lived alone here in Manchester for 6 years. Big changes and a lot of adaptation is necessary and I need to see the positive in all of this. I have to continuously tell myself this is not a failure and I will once again move back to the UK or elsewhere once I am feeling better and my finances are sorted. I acrually found a job befoe I even moved back so I am well and truly ready to start moving on and planning my future.
I wanted to share this with you as I am sure I am not the only one that has gone through something like this. I want to make sure that you all know that there is a light at the end of the tunnel and that things happen for a reason. I realise this now and this is why I can talk about what happened more openly.
I am now back home with the parents and I am not going to lie, it is difficult to adjust but I am working on things. I know this was the best choice for me and I am extremely lucky and gratful that I had the oportunity of coming home.
I am thankful to all of you for sticking around and for being inspirational to keep going.
I will be back to normal shortly and cannot wait to share some great posts with you guys!
Love, as always