breakup, relationship, love, photo zine, art, film photography, prints, linocut, 35mm
Seven months ago, the man I thought I was going to marry and spend the rest of my life with, my boyfriend of two years, broke up with me over email. It was titled 'update', no caps.
We had a name for our future dog (Jarmy), a name for our future child (Julian), and a foolproof plan for the holidays (Thanksgiving with his family, Christmas with mine). Now we don't speak. The following are selected thoughts and reflections from my personal healing after the split.
