Remember

Dear blog,

3rd August was a bad day.

I realise I'm mostly not someone who is conscious of their feelings or the feelings of those around them until something big happens and it hits hard. The pain amplifies because at that point I don't think and I pay back double after that, I scramble and fumble. I abhor myself sometimes. It makes me want to throw my breakfast up even though I had my favourite chia pudding.

Remember the big bad wolf; one minute it's your granny and the next it is hell. Mornings are always good but this morning was hell.

I'm thirsty and I can't get out to get water. 

Good day.