Disaster Week

Last week was probably one of the most hectic and crazy weeks of my life. No exaggeration.

Monday came the day where the door finally closed on my ex. He showed his true colors and how little he ever cared when he decided to humiliate me, shout abuse at me, and slap me around the face. No matter what happens in life i will never agree with a man hitting a girl. At-least from this i can finally realize that he was someone in my life that NEVER loved me and NEVER truly cared, and as upsetting and heartbreaking it is, it has well and truly secured shut that place I had for him in my heart, my mind and my memories. It hurts more not that he would slap me around the face, something which he had never done before and i never thought he would, but it hurts more that he has changed so much as a person that that's the person he now is, and i truly feel sorry for his current girlfriend who he was cheating on me with in the first place, not only does she have my rotten seconds but she will have to go through what I went through, a relationship with a compulsive liar and cheat who has now adding hitting women to his list of faults. Its a shame, and especially concerning considering he works with children. Not only does he need anger management but he needs to sort out who he is as a person. As for me, i have never been stronger and more determined, because now I've finally seen what everyone has been telling me that 'I was always too good for him anyway' 

Tuesday continued with its pattern of drama and disaster when my Mums home caught fire. My brothers bedroom caught fire and burnt down. It was incredibly scary and happened so quick, without the fire alarm we would have all died. It was a horrendous and scary day, and I'm so grateful that we all got out okay. Someone was looking down on us that day. As shown by this photo i took of a heart shape on the ceiling of the room that caught fire.

 I have so much faith and hope in life, and i truly believe everything happens for a reason, we lost material things, but they do not matter. This has shown me how futile and precious life is, and that these things can and do happen! I urge everyone i know to get fire-alarms, they do save your lifes.

Tuesday was also the day where my Grandad had his operation which i'm glad to say went well. At-least something good happened that day. It also made me think about love in general and how amazing it is that my Nan and Grandad have been together 60 years and married for 51. They truly are soul mates, i hope one day when i find someone we are as in love as they are.

Throughout this week i also had the thought looming over me about how i was made redundant, so with all this i've been madly job hunting too, and im keeping my fingers crossed that something good and positive happens soon, as for the last few months i have pretty much lost everything, a relationship, a home, a job, my cat, my possesions, through it all i've never lost my faith and i have fought back at it all, which is what i will always do, i will always be strong, nothing can break that.

Jade xoxo