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I was just thinking about the night me and my ex Lee went to see my friend Bens band in Aylesbury.I haven’t had an evening that I would describe as genuinely ‘lovely’ as that in a long time.

He had a coke, and I probably had a pint but I can’t remember. He knew some of my college friends from before we together so it wasn’t awkward. One of my other exs was there, well drunk and being a dick, but we found that funny more than anything. We didn’t get drunk and left relatively early.

On our way home we went to tesco where the cashier worryingly laughed at us because all we bought was a box of condoms and a slasher movie. After not knowing whether to laugh or be embarrassed that we looked like massive goth sex perves we then went to maccys at a service station (a regular occurrence as we were both maccas addicts). The drive back to his was just as funny and when we got back we watched the movie we had bought; and you know the rest.

The point of this was that although it was such a simple night, it was one of which I spent the entire time either laughing or smiling. Although things didn’t work out between us it’s a memory i’ll always hold dear. We broke up on good terms, and the relationship as a whole taught me many things I am thankful for.

I’m not sure why that came to mind so randomly, but I realised that this is pretty much the only relationship I’m not bitter about and have only good memories from.

Remembering something like this has reminded me just what I’m worth. I will no longer be infatuated by absolute head fucks, or let myself be put down by them, because there are nice guys like him out there, I’ve had one and I no doubt will again. No longer will I be upset by ridiculous texts at 3am, or immature boys that think they’re ‘lads’. I have been, and am still, worth so much more.

That’s my comforting thought of the day.

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