I woke up around 7.30. I hadn't yet opened my eyes and I layed down my arm so that my cat could jump up and cuddle up into my neck. Then I heard my alarm clock starting to go off. It took me a few seconds to realize that there was in fact no sound. Nor cat. In fact I wasn't home. Because I'd broken up with boyfriend last night and I'm now practically homeless.

He sent me a few texts this morning. Saying that he misses me, waking up in this house that we made for the two of us while I'm god knows where, pleading for me to not do this. Saying he knows I'm hurt and in a bad place but that he would go to the ends of the earth to make me happy. Saying again how this makes no sense. That last week we were still making each other laugh. That we look so happy on photos from just a few months ago. Asking me to fight. To not let this go after 8 years.

We've only been together almost 6.

I'm glad I'll be spending tonight further away from here. I need some distance.

ETA : sorry for spamming you guys. Its just kind of therapeutic.. cute animal gifs would be welcome. Also thank you all for the kind words last night, it really helped.