Around this time six years ago, Christmas was in the air, carols were being sung aplenty, presents were being placed under trees, and I was seriously unhappy in my relationship. I was crying myself to sleep every night, waking up with a feeling of hopelessness in my stomach and only just getting through the days.
Anyone who has ever been through a long-term breakup knows the feeling, joyous time of year or not.
And so after almost four years together, I broke up with my boyfriend.
On Christmas Day.
