The Funeral

Dear Reader,

I despise being woken up early. So when I was woken at 7am by my mum for a funeral that started at 10am I wasn’t happy, I wake up at the most 1.5 hours before I need to be somewhere. There is no need for me to be awake earlier. So I got an extra 15 minutes in before she began the old, school ritual of yelling “are you awake?”  through my door. The panicky feeling began when I woke up, and it didn’t stop all day.

I Am Not Ready: Part 2

Dear Reader,

Tomorrow is the day of the funeral, a day I have been dreading for some time now.

I Am Not Ready: Part 1

Dear Reader,

On the day my mum visited the doctor just a few hours after me. I was scared. When she returned I quickly realised he hadn’t said anything (obvious I guess) but, what I suddenly felt was a lot worse.

The Life Expectancy of a Dog?

Dear Reader,

I apologise for the lack of posts this week, and maybe next week.

Cold Turkey: An Apology

I am an idiot. And that is the truth. I am about to write something that I am actually incredibly ashamed about. Even if I don’t understand my own actions at this time. it’s hard to know that I purposely put myself in danger.

Emotional Incest

Dear Reader,

I want to start with a definition of emotional incest because I think it will be a new term for some people. Incest implies a sexual relationship and this is not so much about sex but about emotions. I don’t want to call this abuse because I don’t think anything my Mother did was born out of malice. Emotional Incest happens when a relationship between a parent and child becomes inappropriate, in that the child plays the role of a surrogate “partner” which leaves the child feeling emotionally in charge of the parent, something which is inappropriate for the child’s age and life experience.

Surprise!

Dear Reader,

Today has been an interesting day. And I think you are all going to be proud of. Well, I hope you will.