So here’s the thing: I’m swinging from maniacally happy to irrational and loud anger and I’ve a week ’till my period. I feel like I’ve not just stopped for a very long time. Nothing has felt good or right since when ever the last bank holiday was. I’m not very happy at all. I feel like I’m really arseing my job up and I’m increasingly needing to hide from reality.
So my solution? It’s the same since I was small. I go to the loo. This sounds very strange I know, but my toilet at home is the only place I can seem to even begin to relax. Maybe it’s because of the lock. Maybe it’s the simplicity. Maybe it’s because it’s just me and the pan and I don’t have to try to be anything.
I’m sure the reveals tonnes about me, but, sat here in the loo writing this has calmed and relaxed me somewhat. Gods bless my loo.
☮&♥
