I’m usually pretty good at starting articles. I like writing introductions. I think they’re fun. But full disclosure: I have no idea how to start this one. So here it is: the story of why I broke off my engagement to see the world. Let me start with some disclaimers. Yes, my ex knows that I’m writing this article. And no, I’m not going to bash him or talk shit about him – if that’s why you’re here, you can go ahead and ctrl+w out of here. Ok. So let’s back up to a time in May, when I moved to Ireland at the beginning of the month. Immediately, I…