This weekend all is quiet as everyone is away and it has given me a few moments of self-pity. Nothing I'm proud of, but I did squeeze out a couple of tears.
I feel like all my security has been taken away, and it is seems to be all I think about. My fragility is pushing away at the calm surface and then something simple can bring it bubbling up to the top. Every day is a psychological battle against the forces of M&D.
Yesterday I was asked to start a list of everything I do and everything I know about solving problems that could occur in my absence. I know it seems trite to say this but 'how long is a piece of string?'.
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