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Annoyingly; because my ex was literally the best housemate I’ve ever had (who wants to leave *that* relationship?), I didn’t move away until we were in a generally shitty living situation, so processing romantic relationship stuff was on hold for years. Unsurprisingly I had an overly rosy idea of how here was gonna work out; I miss NorCal, feel unsure Seattle was a better idea, and don’t know if elsewhere in the country would be a great move either. But basically a lot of this stuff is on me.
