I had quite an...

Emotionally tumultuous weekend… there were laughs there were lots of tears… and too much booze… there were anxiety dreams that included worrying about the pasta that I’ve left in the fridge in the office for the past week… but most of all there was the realisation that I’ve got some really great friends. Friends who put up with me being glum and did everything they could to cheer me up and keep me busy so that I didn’t stress… THANK YOU!

Now it’s a very strange place to be in when you realise that you’ve opened up your heart to someone enough to get hurt… and not just a little hurt… but enough to make you feel that horrible sinking ominous feeling… like the kind you get when you know you’ve not left enough time to cram before an exam… I don’t know what is worse… I don’t know if the situation that caused me to be upset will be resolved… but there is a chance that it may be… but it’s quite a scary place that I’ve been and goodness knows I don’t want to go back there… but if you don’t risk, you don’ live… and if you don’t follow your heart on occasion… you end up only having logical relationships… and then you end up feeling non fulfilled… it’s a catch 22… and it’s a deep hook.