My WHY ..

I can't believe shes actually doing it? She must have balls.. some said. YES its true.. The morning of July 10th My head was a little bit of a Mess.. well actually alot however that is another story/S for a different day. I GREW a mahhooosive pair of balls and decided to move to manchester.. Yes its true.

I Called up my friend to see if she had a Room spare still and I called the landlord arranged a viewing and put down my deposit. It had Just been my birthday so I had plenty of cash spare.. It was also prom season so work was flourishing I had to take the chance whilst it was there. 

Since My first Night out in manchester. I think i was actually about 16 so most definitely underage. (Not that i condone underage drinking guys:'). Me and a couple of my friends hired out an apartment and went out for drinks for her 21st.. since then i imagined myself with my own apartment in manchester. Wasn't sure how it would happen but i kept it in the back of my mind anyways. 

The actual first opportunity i saw was the final chance to go to uni.. seeing as i was already on my 3rd year out after swearing i would go after just one year of working (i will go one day i swear)or not... however 3 years down the line I'm self employed actually winning at life building my own buisness I didn't really need to go to uni right now.. not even to study fashion after already 2 years at college. But i did need to move away from this "small town" ( on that thought my boyfriend came to visit my family and was like i can't believe you grew up here its tiny) 

Sounds so typical but its true.. Every day was the same.. maybe just a different job. Could never really see myself buying a house here watching life go past everyday bored out of my brain whilst keeping myself busy either at work or working out in the Gym.. its all i ever seemed to do. Plus where im from i always feel like dreams are crushed like not many really goes out and get what the want well most.. most people just end up in normal flat jobs waiting for opportunitys to smack them in the face.. and back then the relationship with my parents weren't great.. i was ALWAYS out working two jobs and my own buisness so i was rarely in the house. THE ONLY thing I will miss about the house is the jacuzzi/hot tub. 

So I messaged my friend and was like i'm literally going to move to manchester asap if i can get a job so he managed to get myme an interview at HYC.. and i mean i have worked in sales for like 8 years now so i was ready for this.. id never worked in PPI befoere but i'll try anything atleast once. How I managed to find one dead quick i'll never know. I deffinitley have the only true friend ive had since ive been here to thank, see to anyone else its just another job but to me its my new start to living the rest ofnmy life here, I mean its manchester how hard can this be? The only PG way i can actually describe this job is literally every day is so different. IT is most definitley one of the best jobs ive had, and not going to lie I have had a fair few. Add me on snapchat demilouiseex if you wish to see the NON uncut version of HYC.

Long story short started at HYC then became training manager in just 2 months in which i had to choose to step down after a month which is not what I wanted and i am NEVER the type of person to step down from anything.. but i just had far too much going on? Remember the friend i moved in with? I don't have any bad words to say but lets just day we don't speak anymore and life got a little difficult.. so i just had too many plates spinning and they were dropping quick one by one nothing was going right...i could blame it on the mercuary retrograde however when a  month passes and shit is still hitting the fan i couldn't really use that as an excuse..  And its not that i couldnt cope or handle the pressure.. ive been a manger in the past and right now i thought ive just moved here i need to get all this SH**t sorted asap concerntrate on MYSELF so i can get back to normal.. so i did take my Foot off the gas a little .. still smashed it at work but i was not fully working at 100%

I was exhausted being kept up most nights, trying to find somewhere to move out asap that didn't cost two mortgages.. just so i could just get on I probably lost my head a little.. moving out twice in 6 months was jist abit much especially when i have never moved before and doing it over night no realising how much stuff you actually have.. NIGHTMARE.

By the way.. Moving out with your friends is not all what its cracked up to be.. you think its going to be girls night everynight, fun nights out.. well what it actually is is coming into mess every night sink full of pots, fridge full of mouldy food and arguments over whos topped the gas and electric up last.. and its always one rule for one and then another rule for another.. lets just say my patience tolarence is definitley level up.