How to be Single (again)

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I’m currently navigating a pretty new breakup. Which sucks. (And explains my return to blogging). I’d been with The Guy for about a year and half, so all my single ways have been deleted from my brain (but really, after a few hours anything gets deleted from my brain). The adjustment to life without Bae is…hard.

If you too are going through a breakup, never fear. I’m here to gently guide you and your unstable emotions through this process like these guys herding cats:

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Finding my feet at 30

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A few years ago I wrote this post about how I couldn’t wait to turn 30. I longed for a time of stability, a sense of self, a sense of home. But between 27 and today I lost two more jobs and one more relationship. And what I’ve found on the other side, isn’t solid ground.

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Beginning Again

365 days ago, around this time, I was sitting in a meeting that would change my life. I should have known, but I guess I was in denial up until I walked in and saw our HR manager sitting there with A4 brown envelopes. Envelopes of that size and that colour never, ever have good news inside them. My team and I were told that the December issue of seventeen would be our last and at the end of 2013, seventeen would be no more. My dream job was over, my relationship was on the brink of breaking up and I came unmoored from life as I knew it.

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You know what sucks? Breakups.

tumblr_lgzcy3M8V91qz9o03o1_500_largeThe last time I went through a breakup was with Sebastien in 2008. I stayed single for a whole three years after that. Sure I went on a date here, a dinner there. But I was single lady ploughing ahead in my career (which, I must say, worked out quite nicely). Then I met Dean in 2011 and we dated until a few months backΒ (when I also lost my job). My whole life has changed and some days, the sucker punch of that reality still takes me out.

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The Week That Was



I’m not sure if it was the passing of Madiba, the approach of Christmas or just the last few months getting to me (again), but generally this week has sucked. A lot. I’ve just been a big old ball of misery. I’ve had my gal pals to lean on, but some heartaches, honey, you just got to go through.

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