Which is veeeeeeery different to “independence”, in that I am probably, most likely, almost surely mired in dependence on my partner.
And he has gone away for three days with work, which shouldn’t be a big deal to me, but is.
Because it means my routines have changed. It means my environment has changed; emptied of his sounds and presence. And it means my responsibilities have changed, too. I now have sole charge of our dog, and must now try to remember and accomplish all of the things that are usually his job to remember and accomplish.
In short, I must, for these three days, be two people. Which is difficult when, on most days, I barely feel like one….