Whilst I haven’t got anything that clever or eloquent to say tonight as I’m still a bit stunned at what was actually floating under the tip of that iceberg, I just want to thank you for your kind thoughts and words about my ‘Rolling in the Deep’ blog posts.
After I finished Part 2, I jumped in the shower and out of the door, and barely gave myself a second to absorb the horror of the memories that came bubbling to the surface.
Turns out that was a good thing. My friend chattered away happily about her holiday as we had coffee and barely noticed my subdued state. Afterwards, I walked round and round and round the park, then came home and fell asleep on the bed with my beloved cats.
I then took refuge in an episode of ‘Real Housewives of Atlanta’ reunion, where these gloriously OTT, crazy, rich bitches screamed at each other over absolutely nothing, and now, just as I feel myself going under again, I’ve been invited around to see my friend G.
G has a lot of shit going on in her life right now, and I know I can happily sit there and not say a word whilst she shoves a glass of Frascati at me and tells me all about it, and distracts me from all the disgusting, horrible, soul numbing shit that came up for me today.
People who scream, and shout and talk over and at you really get on my nerves normally.
I thank God for them.
And you. I’m not used to people being there for me, and i appreciate it more than I can say.
So I’ll say it with flowers.
Big love xxxx