All good things must come to an end

Posted by LadyEmmaCavendish on Sat 1 May 10, 6:01 AM to LadyEmmaCavendish's blog.

"It's better to have loved and lost than to have spent all your life wanking..."

It's not even up for debate how true that statement is. What is true though is that it does bring a wry smile to my face through the tears.

I appear to have lost all the skills of my Yorkshire upbringing. "Pulling myself together" and "Just getting on with it" have simply dissipated.

It's a new experience for me, being at the end of a relationship where my partner remains constant. Yes I have released my first sub, Thomas, by request due to vanilla circumstances. Being consoled by my partner during a break up is most bizarre.

I guess the other thing is that, it's a while since I had;

Tears
Lack of appetite (hey it's not all bad
Lack of sleep (most useful for washing your kitchen curtains at 05.30 on a Saturday morning)
Not being able to listen to music as it generally invokes more tears. (I did try Prokiev to avoid lyrics but even that didn't work, mind you my choice of Romeo and Juliet probably wasn't the smartest.)
Walking in the rain (see every rainy Bank Holiday has it's up side, where would I be if it were sunny )

It's also a bit like having a hangover without the alcohol, puffy eyes, headache and feeling sick. Oh and I feel like I am never going to have another (except it's not a drink and that I most certainly will!)

Ah well, chin up girl you have your ironing to do now!