Stuff happens

So, I broke up with my boyfriend. I feel like it was the right thing to do, because I was unhappy. We fought a lot, and every time we tried to fix the relationship- well it wasn't done the right way. I fell out of love with him. That's not to say that I don't still love him, because yeah, I do. But I'm not in love with him anymore. I also couldn't stay in Sherbrooke anymore, it was lonely, I have no friends up there, and am pretty awkward. My french is bad, and Sherbrooke is mostly French. I missed my friends and family- everything wasn't working.

So, I'm back in Montreal.

Stuff happens.

I'll be okay and I hope he will too. I have great family and friends, and he does too so I think he'll be okay eventually.