Big changes.

Matt and I have ended our relationship. All 12 years of it has come to an end. We have agreed that we are always family, that he will continue to be my emergency contact, and that we still love each other. But we will not be spending our lives with one another anymore.

This is one of the hardest truths hitting me. It is like losing a piece of myself.

And I will make it out alive, in one piece, and strong.

I will learn and discover new parts of myself, new pieces of me that carry meaning, new ways to look at my past.

I love you Matt.

I love myself too.

This is the time to fill out what that means.