Why “starting over” is the bravest thing I’ll ever do
Why “starting over” is the bravest thing I’ll ever do I cry at my first flat viewing, and my second. Through single beds and shared cupboard spaces, I tell strangers how my “forever romance” ended just weeks earlier and how I actually have no clue what I’m doing. I’m 32, very nearly 33, and my …
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