I stop short of admitting such things on my own blog – and indeed, I sometimes try and use yours as the benchmark for “the things I wish I had the confidence to post” – but recent events have had me thinking that two years later I’m still, perhaps, in love. There comes a time when people stop listening, and I stopped talking about, and now it’s something I don’t talk about – that it’s easier not to, so as not to get “You mean… still?!”

But for all the ups and downs the experience really has shaped me. I remember, not long after the breakup, walking into my learning mentor’s office at school (who became more like a friend) and saying that after everything I’d been through, I didn’t expect the breakup to be this hard. “Kiddo,” she said, “what no-one ever tells you is that breakups are the worst.”

And it’s been two years. So if leaving them in the past is getting over the procrastination thing, I’m still procrastinating. As difficult as it is – it still is – I have to agree with you. It’s worth it.

(Thank you, that was most therapeutic.