Let me introduce myself (Just like starting over)
Here I am!!! - What do you mean you don't know who I am? How VERY dare you! Well OK, for the uninitiated I shall start from the beginning. I live in a northern city of England called Manchester. I live with my partner of ten years (and counting) Daniel (who from this point forward shall be known only as Mrs Cword). We met about six months after the sad death of my then partner Martin who I loved with all my heart and still miss to this day. Not the best time for Mrs Cword to enter the turmoil that was my life but then again, as it turned out, perhaps it was the best of times. It was just before Christmas when I noticed the new boy at work who seemed to be passing my office with much more frequency than was strictly necessary. There was eye contact, there was small talk - DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN THERE WAS THE CHRISTMAS PARTY COMING UP!!!! The danger signs were there but since the last thing I was looking for was a relationship (or even a quick shag to be honest ) I just didn't see them.
So, Christmas party came - no one wanted it to end so back to mine it was for a few more drinks and the rest they say is history. Before I knew it weeks had turned into months and I realised I had unwittingly found myself in another relationship. That realisation was very hard to come to terms with - it was inconceivable to me that having spent six wild, exciting roller-coaster years with a man I had totally connected with and felt at one with only to have him stolen away at an unfairly young age - how the hell could there be someone else - and more importantly, someone else so soon after? If I'm honest I still don't know the answer to that question. I felt for the longest time somewhat embarrassed and a fair amount of guilt about it. As if I was somehow cheapening the memory of Martin and me. I know some (but thankfully very few) of our old friends disapproved and one in particular was not just cold but blatantly rude to Mrs Cword. If you're out there somewhere reading this, you know who you are and I'd just like to say that although I understand you were missing Martin as much as I did - your attitude didn't help. I think that may be why we no longer see each other and that makes me sad.
Anyway, ten years on my life has changed a lot and not wanting to dwell in the past I shall end here for fear of boring anyone reading this to death. I hope to be more motivated in my attempts to write in here but only time will tell if I'm successful. I have no great universal wisdom to pass on but I have the same voice in my head that everyone else does. Here may be a good place to let it have its say....