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Placing the large glass tank – home to my pet rat Maisy - carefully on the front seat of my car, I drew the seatbelt around it and plugged it in, tightening the strap around the tank to keep it secure during the long journey we were to make together. Maisy poked her nose out and sniffed the air before hiding back in her nest again. I wished I could hide as well, but instead I walked around to the drivers side and got in.
The back of the car held a few bags and boxes, packed with my most needed items. I scanned over them and carefully thought about what was packed inside, ticking my mental list to make sure I had everything I’d need until I could get the rest of my possessions…whenever that would be.
I started the car and pulled out of the drive and drove away from the home I had shared with my boyfriend. We had been together for four years.
I was on a short holiday away at my friends, and it was during a phone call to each other that he said he needed to have a serious talk with me when I got back. I immediately sensed danger in the air. I quickly explained things to my friends, grabbed my bag and drove back home.
I only ended up at home for an hour. He said he thought we should split up, and I agreed with him. It was all very easy, but very strange. There was nothing else to say.
I snapped back to reality and focused on the here and now. We both felt that we shouldn’t be together anymore, but I wanted…I needed to be angry at something, to blame someone, but both of us were blameless. Our time together had come to its natural end. We wanted very different things from life. I drove along the road trying to figure out where to go and what to do.
It was then I had a kind of epiphany. This break up couldn’t have happened at a better time. I had just finished my last job contract and was not tied down to one place any longer. That was when I decided I would go and make a new life for myself. A new life away from the city, with my friends, living my life how and where I wanted. I drove back down to my friends house and pleaded with them to lend me their couch until I could find my own place. They of course agreed and helped in any small way they could. I had a little savings to get me going on my ‘masterplan’.
At the time it seemed like forever, but it literally only took two or three weeks to not only get a job but to get my own place to live, then it was just a matter of picking up the rest of my belongings and settling in. That first night in my flat was wonderful. My friends came over to celebrate, help unpack and have a housewarming all in one. Surrounded by the people that were always and will always be in my life, I finally felt like I was where I would never be forced to leave.
Since then there have been ups and downs, but it’s here that I have stayed. I finally have a place that not only is my home, but feels like home too. And Maisy has settled in quite nicely too!
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