I have always loved living in Bristol - it felt like home from the first day I visited - but sometimes I love it just that little bit extra.
It's been four years since I moved back here, after having to move home to Devon for a few years & quit uni due to illness. Four years in this cosy attic. Four years building my little life here.
And it's by far one of the best decisions I've ever made.
Of course, there have been times when this has felt like anything but home - all I've wanted to do is run back to my roots, and be with the people that I grew up around. Those people who make me feel safe. But since my family home was sold last year, I feel like those roots aren't so tightly wound around me. It's always nice to go back to Devon and see some of my favourite people, but after a few days, I want to come back here.
In the time that I've lived here, I've met so many truly incredible & inspiring people, I've made some wonderful friends who make Bristol a very happy and safe place for me; I've had so many opportunities and grown so so much.
Ten years ago I was depressed and desperate to escape my life. Now I'm creating a life that I love. One which works for me, one which changes and evolves to fit.
In Bristol, it really feels like you can do that - there are so many different people with all sorts of jobs and lives, so no one bats an eyelid when you tell them what you do with your time. It feels so welcoming and accepting.
I've volunteered, I've worked, I've loved and lost; I've had truly terrible times, and the best times of my life here.
I feel like now I need to sit down and think about making a few changes in my life to make it even better. Everything feels pretty exciting right now, despite some things in my personal life getting me down. There are ideas and opportunities everywhere in Bristol, and with the right people around me I'm positive that this little life could get even better.
When you find somewhere which feels like home, stay there.
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