Time to struggle out of the blame, guilt, hate, judge, twist, worry, flounder.

I frickin hate depression. It spoils all my relationships. Although the one who catches me knows all I am and is still here.

It's a whirlpool! It sucks you in. Not in a nice way.

It's not all I am. It doesn't define me. But it might if I let it.

'koff, depression

I've been going through some really old blog posts and they're quite funny. It's amazing how much people change over the years. There's a good reason for not burning :))

The wee yin goes to his dad's tomorrow and comes back on Sunday, then on Tuesday starts back at school.

I wonder how many other parents are reaching for the Valium towards the end of the (so called) Summer?

Today has been really quite hot here. I've had the fan on directed at my face, when I've been at the lappie.

Still reading A Thousand Splendid Suns ... it is ... splendid.

The boy asked if he could take the ketchup bottle out of the house earlier. Apparently, eating a chippy meal on the garage roof is quite normal when you're 13. I said "Can't you eat like normal people?" He replied "But I always take the ketchup with me!"

Weirdo.

One child staying over again tonight.

Mood: Calm
TV: Never Mind The Buzzcocks
Drink: Earl Grey
Place: In my bedroom
Future: A bottle of Cherry B

P.S. Andy, those speakers are TOP by the way. Really really good x