And there are reasons for this. In July my mom became very ill and I had to move back to my hometown to be with her. I spent the last 10 days of her life with her in a hospice. I slept beside her, I chased the monsters away, I watched her as she slept and slowly slipped away from us. On July 26th my mom passed away, in a very powerful moment with those closest to her, around her.
4 days later, a close friend of mine lost her father. Who was a man I also knew.
10 days ago, I lost two friends in one day. One to a collision, one to murder.
Frankly, it’s been almost too much to bear. I am starting up therapy again this week, because I had to cut my EMDR therapy short when I moved home. And because I’ve been left feeling quite lost in life after everything that has happened.
This is me checking back in, and saying I’ll be updating again. Because when things get real tough, this is a good outlet.
Lots of love sent out. ❤