So last week I broke up with my boyfriend. Kind of, it was a complicated situation. Last week, I decided that I was going to move back home with my family and leave the grey and ugly city of Montreal behind. Naturally, the boy wasn't happy but I managed to lie and placate him enough (read: going to hell) to get out of the apartment and spend a few nights with a friend before taking off on the Greyhound bus last Friday morning.
While on the bus, I managed to catch free WiFi and so I sent him an email letting him know that our relationship was over and why. I'd just spent the last few years in an emotionally abusive relationship and I was done. Simply done.
The bus ride itself was 37 hours, not including layover times. It's a grueling ride, often very boring, and there are few meal stops. This time, however, I managed to stay connected to Greyhound's internet aboard the bus and keep myself occupied. And I was grateful for being able to stay in contact with my loved ones because they really did their part in talking me through this. Without all of their help and support, I may never have made it back here.
But I did. I'm so glad to be back in Buffalo Minnesota for good too. Since I ordered a bunch of pretty things from Bodyline and such, I have nice things to wear now. Even though I had to leave behind a lot of clothing in Montreal....-_-'. Which kind of blows...but oh well. All my Lolita stuff is here now.
And yesterday I went to Target and bought a bunch of new hair accessories and a cute frilly blazer. So I'm all set. It's a brand new week full of potential and all possibilities. I can't wait.