It has yet to be a year, but we are wrapping things up here at Year of Firsts.
I broke up with Addie in January. And for a bevy of reasons (the prevailing one being an overly optimistic desire to stabilize our friendship), we decided to stick it out until April. But, shit happens, as it tends to do, and the fact that we broke up couldn't be ignored anymore. So today, Shayne and Dad are coming to move me back to Virginia.
Suffice it to say, that between preparing to move suddenly and coming to terms with what is really happening here, this has been the most heart breaking week I've endured. And while Addie and I are leaving on relatively positive terms, we are still dealing with a lot of hurt. But the hardest part of all of this is that I'm leaving my best friend.
Break ups are awful. We both keep telling each other that it will get better.
It has to get better.