Moving on.

Madelle here.

And I just moved.

New place, new people.

I mean, yeah, it's an awesome opportunity to start anew -

be everything you never had a chance to be because people already knew you.

Everybody already had expectations of you.

But I already made a life for myself back there.

I had friends, I knew every nook and cranny of the place.

I had daily rituals and spontaneous moments.

With my friends. And boyfriend.

But because I had to move I broke up with him.

Because I don't believe in long distance relationships.

I mean, I used to. I still do, I guess. In a way.

But it's hard.

I can't deprive him of happiness - of intimacy.

Because we got used to that, you know. Of intimacy.

And I can't help but think how he's going to get that

if we were still together

but when I'm not in the picture anymore.

So I let go of him.

But not of us. Not yet.