There was more to mine and Sir’s scene on Wednesday than I described in Double Trouble, and it’s caused me to think about myself and where I am with a lot of things. Just under a year ago, I had my lunch date with FLG and it was meeting him that made me realise how un-me like I’d become. And I thought I’d changed a lot in the intervening year. I have, and I haven’t.
If I could rewind time, I’d take it to early July, 2016. Before my former best friend ploughed through the pretence I’d (un)happily made. Before everything changed beyond all recognition, with no going back…
“I need to talk face to face,” I said on messaging, Wednesday, to my potential Dom. “There are things that don’t convey over text. My head is all over the place.” He’s one of my friends already, so I didn’t have an issue with Him coming round. This morning we both allocated some time, and drank copious quantities of tea, whilst we talked.
I’m not blogging so much at the moment. It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t. My head is not in the best place again and I’m trying not to put pressure on myself.
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