… who disappear for months then only post to say “sorry, I’ll be back soon”…
*eyes own blog and grimaces*
But.
It’s that time of year again – and I have no doubt the writing therapy will be needed. This morning I was reading a blog, and was suddenly drowned in a wave of sadness. And jealousy.
It was a simple thing – a couple of posts with pictures of the blogger with her Mum and Dad, being normal and doing family stuff over Christmas. Giggling and being silly and comfortable and warm and NORMAL.
This year I refuse to get lost in it. I will NOT. Willnotwillnotwillnotwillnot.
But I will catch up on the last 6 months. Honest…
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