A trying few days. A trying few weeks. I’m not enjoying this week at all. It’s just too weird.
Work.
Money.
Work.
Work.
And other stuff…
…my ex-stepdaughter (is that really an accepted term?) has been on my mind a lot. But I’m not allowed to think about her, am I? So, what am I supposed to do?
…being a step parent. Not being a parent. Possibly being a step parent. Not being a step parent. Selfishness. What it all means? How to feel?
Tiredness.
In summary…I need a holiday.