Nobody tells you how unglamorous starting over actually is.

At forty, after eighteen years with the same person, Caroline Towers broke her ankle. Learning to walk again turned out to be the easy part. The harder job was learning to walk through the rest of her life alone, one wobbly, undignified step at a time.

I Learned to Live Again is not a misery memoir. Culled from raw 2am journal entries and sun-drenched notes app thoughts written in Vegas, these essays and poems map the messy reality of reinvention: the dates that went nowhere, and the one that changed everything. Three consecutive New Year's Eves that felt like they belonged to three entirely different women. And the story of an ex who somehow became a genuine friend.

Inside, you'll find:
The unglamorous truth about learning to need help, and learning to need no oneA first solo trip to LA and Vegas, and every one that followedThe dating app survival guide nobody asked for but everyone needsEighteen months spent living with an ex while working out what came nextPoems, musings and chaotic notes from a poet finding her voice
Honest, witty and deeply raw, I Learned to Live Again is for anyone who has ever burnt their life to the ground and had to figure out, brick by brick, who they are underneath the ash.

This is the good part.