When we first met, I lived in the UK, while T was an intern in medicine in France, so we spent hours chatting on Skype and single-handedly kept Easy Jet in benefit. Within a few months, we fast tracked to wanting to spend our lives together and started talking about moving in together and having kids. Yes, I know, bloody love hormones have a lot to answer for... We made plans for me to relocate to France, and actually got pregnant 6 months into our relationship. You think this would be scary, and you’re wrong: This was terrifying. It felt completely reckless, yet completely right.
About Me
- Poor cow
- I am French but have spent most of my adult life in England. I now live in the French Alps with my soon to be ex and two children. I am trying to survive in the aftermath of a very abrupt separation, and like the idea of sharing my impressions and musical choices. I'd like to hear about yours...
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