It's the beginning of fall now, the temperatures are beginning to get chilly and leaves are starting to change their hue. It's a season of change when we bid farewell to summer and all the good times we had and begin to prepare for the long winter to come. But this year it's not just summer that I must bid farewell to. I just broke up with my partner of the past four years. It's ok, we parted on good terms and agreed to remain friends as I always hoped we would be able to do, so I guess that much is a blessing. But still, change is hard, and I'm not one that usually deals with change very well. I've always been that way. I never got over my parents divorce when I was young and it prevented me from having a relationship with my mother, I was never able to adapt to moving around the country growing up and I became very socially awkward and developed severe social anxiety, and I never got over my own divorce either and that kept me from being able to love again with my whole heart. I feel like molding clay that's been baked, any slight changes can break me. I wish I was more resilient, but I'm not.
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