~”I am not ashamed of my struggles, that shit made me” ~
It is 8pm and I’m sat on the edge of my boyfriend’s bed while he’s been napping (or sleeping) for the last few hours. I’ve had a lot of time on my hands to kill, and that got me thinking, and that thinking got me thinking even more and then I decided to write a blog post while I wait for him to wake up. You may ask yourself, “I wonder what she was thinking about”, if people even read this, and if am honest, I got thinking about how much I’ve changed over the years and how this year has been incredibly weird and difficult at times but also so so amazing.
2018, well what can I say, you have been one hell of a roller-coaster ride with ups, downs and twists and turns. Everyday I’ve woken…
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