First, an update. I left my job after 9 days work because I wasn't going to be paid thanks to a complete lack of sales pitches. My Scottish man said no so I am once again single. The flatmate didn't get chance to kick me out; the landlady has already done it.
I have to be out of the flat by this time next week, and this is where I reach the crossroads. I could scramble around trying to find someone else who will let me stay for very little/no money until I can get a job, then find somewhere proper to live and finally start to feel like I properly live in Glasgow. Or I could go back to Crewe.
I know I've mentioned this so frequently even I'm starting to get bored of it, but it was always in an 'oh no, not leaving Glasgow!?!' kind of way. Now it's different. I still don't particularly want to leave, but the thought of continuing this constant fight to stay here makes me feel so, so tired.
Maybe it's time to admit that I'm not meant to be here, and just go home.
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