24/01/2026
Can’t believe it’s been over 2 bloody years since I made the decision to move away from London and come to Wales to live with my love ♡
Like… what the actual f**k 😂 time is moving faster than my mood swings.
When I met Jack, I just knew.
And I don’t mean “oh he’s cute” knew.
I mean “that’s my person… I’m keeping him” knew.
We both pretty much clocked it early on that I was gonna move. It wasn’t even a question, it was like… right then, guess I live in Wales now 🤷♀️🤣
And listen, there were a few reasons why I made the jump:
1️⃣ London holds too many bad memories for me.
Not even being dramatic it’s just facts.
Some places aren’t “home”, they’re just a constant reminder of everything you’ve survived.
And after a while you get sick of existing in places that make you feel heavy, you know?
2️⃣ Financially? Wales was the only sensible option.
Because in London, if you want to breathe, blink, eat a meal and live indoors… you basically need to be a millionaire or start selling pictures of your feet 💀😂
So yeah… Wales was the right move, financially and mentally. Period.
And honestly… since being here, I’ve grown so much as a person.
I’ve healed parts of myself I didn’t even realise were still broken.
Now don’t get me wrong… I still have my “f**k off world and leave me alone” days.
But babe… doesn’t everyone?
Some days I’m thriving, other days I’m one minor inconvenience away from flipping a table and joining a monastery 🤣
It was definitely a culture shock though.
Because going from London life fast-paced, busy, always rushing, horns beeping, people pushing past you like it’s The Hunger Games
to Wales where everyone’s like…
“Alright lovely… you okay?”
…and you’ve accidentally ended up having a full 10 minute conversation with a stranger outside Tesco.
I swear the first few months I didn’t know whether to panic or cry because nobody was in a rush 😭😂
But do you know what? That’s what I love about it.
Life feels quieter here.
It feels less… chaotic.
Less pressure.
Less noise in my head.
And I can say one thing with my whole chest:
I 100% made the right choice.
I don’t regret it for one single minute.
Do I miss my friends and family?
Of course I do.
I miss them more than people realise.
Sometimes it hits me out of nowhere and I’m like “ugh I just want to be near everyone again”.
But I had to do what was best for me.
Because staying somewhere out of guilt, or comfort, or habit… isn’t living.
It’s just surviving.
And I’ve done enough of that for one lifetime.
Wales has given me peace.
A fresh start.
A calmer mind.
And the best thing I ever did was choosing the life that felt right for me.
Now… I WILL say this…
Wales is stunning.
The views? Gorgeous.
The mountains? Unreal.
The vibe? Immaculate.
But the bloody weather??
Why is it always cold?!
It’s like the sky wakes up every morning and chooses violence 😭
One minute it’s sunny, next minute it’s raining sideways, then it’s windy enough to rearrange your spine.
I moved here for love, not to be permanently moisturised by the atmosphere 💀🤣
But jokes aside…
This place has changed me.
And Jack has changed my life.
And I’m honestly proud of myself for being brave enough to leave what was familiar and go chase what was right.
Here’s to 2 years in Wales…
and to the next chapter 💛