It’s been two years, maybe more and I’ve seen other people; its not that I want you back because I don’t – I guess that I am hurting because of the way we broke up. Me, in Sydney and you in Berlin.

I had issues that I needed to work on and that I could only work on by myself. You couldn’t make up your mind as to whether you wanted to live in Australia or Germany. The anxiety of separation and uncertainty was driving me mad. I couldn’t think, eat or sleep. I lost a lot of weight. So with a heavy heart I broke up with you.

I felt that it was better to set you free. I felt that it was better to make my own decisions – live my own life – than just follow you around – 6 months here and 6 months there; a Skype relationship. I was very much in my head at the time and having a virtual relationship pushed me even further back into my head when my goal was to get out of my head into the world.

I despised Europe at the time and was very pensive at the thought of leaving home and confronting that which I felt caused me a lot of pain. Now, that I have returned from Europe I understand that the way I saw things 2 years ago was not right. However, I needed to go through this process – to see myself, understand my trepidation.

I am writing this because I never got the chance to tell this face to face. I am embarking on a new life and I wish you all the best.