It’s 2019. Last year has so much change for me I am not the same person I was this time last year. I am single and I have my own flat. It was a tough year. The darkest year I’ve ever experienced and not something I would wish upon anyone. Not even an enemy. Begs the question why the person I loved was fine doing it to me. I’ll never know. I’m not saying onwards and upwards. I just want to be content.