It took me a while to register that healing comes in waves. One day I was thriving, then the next minute, I was reminded, and it was chaos. The tsunami of emotions hits me, and all I want to do is hide. I realised that as bad as I thought the situation was in my head, there was this voice telling me that it would get better and going from where the wound is fresh to navigating healthily takes time.

It was hard, but it was vital to be kind to myself. I knew I was a creature of emotion, so I needed to find an outlet as I didn’t want to have all those feelings bottled up. As taboo as it appeared to be, I found people. I want to be a part of a generation that has healthy conversations, even though it feels awkward.