I decided I wouldn't be cynical for once and write a happy post. Yes you read that right; I’m going attempt to be happy.

Okay, let’s start with things to do with love that make me happy. Well, I love my family and they make me happy. They put up with my moodiness and rants and make me smile even when I’m feeling really down. I know they will always love me even when I’ve done really stupid things and they will always support me through whatever path I take in life.

I love my friends, even though most of them are in couples and I don’t see them as much as I’d like, but I know when we do meet-up the time since we last saw each other doesn’t matter, because that’s true friendship for you.

I love Kit-Kats, they are the best chocolate bar ever invented and only 107 calories, bonus.

Writing is something I will always love. I can use it to rant about how I feel, or as a way to escape from reality. I love the fact that words are never-ending.

So yeah I’m not all pessimistic and even in my failed relationships I had some good points. When a relationship fails we tend to see the negatives and forget that there were some good points. Without my failed relationships I’d have never learnt how amazing prawn toast is, been terrified out of my mind on the back of a motorbike (which I’m counting as a good thing because it’s a learning experience) or got my crested gecko, because with my sense of direction I never would have found the pet shop if my ex hadn’t driven me there. I’d have missed out on finding out how great Prison Break was and watching each episode back-to-back. I’d have never been in an open-top car or been forced to watch Braveheart (which okay, I could have lived without.) I would still have my flat-pack table, chairs and bookshelf in the boxes and would have missed out on seeing Vampires Rock for the second time. I wouldn’t have my really good hair-straighteners or have been on so many rides at Alton Towers I felt nauseous for the entire next day.

Most importantly of all, if I’d never been with my ex then I wouldn’t have my son.

So that’s why ex’s are important, we need to learn from our past mistakes but also to remember that nothing is ever all bad and also, that even me, who admits to being slightly cynical at times, is capable of writing a fairly happy post.