Open your legs

Well, it’s out in the open now.

Yes, I have made the decision to move back home at the end of our tenancy in June.

I managed to tell two of the three who it affects most, then one of those told the third before I did.

In a way, I’m annoyed, because it’s worse hearing it from someone else. But also slightly glad. Because she was without a doubt going to be the hardest person to tell.

I thought I would take this opportunity (because I haven’t made it nearly as clear as I should have) to say that it will have been THE BEST 2 and a half years of my life without a doubt. And it will be SO hard on the day I finally leave.

I am so sorry. I know how you will be feeling, having felt it myself along with you a year ago when Emily left us. But I’ve got to do it.
It’s not that I don’t want to live with you any more. I just want to go home. It’s not like I’ll never see you again (We’ve hardly been able to get rid of Emily in the last 7 months :p)