Found this today, flicking through old photos, writing a specific chapter in the book, trying to jog my memory. Me. February 2018. Taken four months before my wedding day, I look happy. But, was I? Happy. What does it even mean. Feelings are ephemeral, constantly in flux. Living with my children and partner at the “family” home, a home we’d built together, the home I left in July 2020. Happy? I think I felt numb, not that I could articulate it back then. And when I look at this pic, this smiling woman, I wonder, who is she? Or, rather, who was she? I’m not sure. Babies and marriage can do that to you. I lost myself. Life feels like a leap of faith. A jump into the unknown. Am I happier now than I was in 2018, the year I married four months after this photo was taken? To be honest, I’m not sure. #inpursuitofhappiness #divorce #singleparent Dress: a @preenbythorntonbregazzi collab with @lkbennettlondon