Tangled

By Sophieanne139 @sophinaphalange

Posted by Sophie Westrope on May 22, 2014 · Leave a Comment 

Some people deal well with breakups and endings. They finish university and they travel for a bit and then they spread their metaphorical wings and land on their feet in a nice steady job and make plans for the future. And they eventually get over their ex and find somebody new and try not to make the same mistakes they made in their last romantic endeavour and tell themselves ‘it’s all gonna be alright’.

Others do not.

Others, like myself, finish a degree and plummet head first into a postgraduate depression and go on a string of awful dates after splitting up with the one man they ever trusted. Dawdle into a terrible job where they’re overworked and underpaid, gain two stone and sleep with their ex’s (now former) best friend and try and fail miserably to entice somebody else’s boyfriend.

Those people are my kindred spirits. You people with your ambition and your collected emotions and simple existence can just bite me really.

I don’t know that I’ll ever be able to look at my life and think it is as it should be. Maybe in a split second when I’m high on caffeine stopping to pet my two Labradors in the middle of a Mad Men marathon with my little sister, maybe then I might think in that fuzzy glow of a moment that I could get used to this easy way of existing.

But other than that my life is a tangled knot in the ponytail of the world. And I just can’t seem to find a comb.