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Two little words

Two little words

When you’re the one sitting there, feeling utterly alone, it’s hard. When you’re the one whose smile has become a bit fixed on her face, because you feel like you don’t belong, it’s crappy. When the conversation has gone to a place you’re not involved or interested in, or leaves you feeling out of the … Continue reading

Feeling ill

Feeling ill

I’m a rubbish patient. Not a demanding one, ringing a bell by the bed, making relentless demands of my carers. Not that kind. As a patient, I am quietly guilt ridden. Agonised by my uselessness. A patient who puts more energy into resisting feeling ill than actually feeling unwell and getting on with it. As … Continue reading

The loneliness of the new mother

The loneliness of the new mother

I used to think friends were inevitable. Life had shown me that as you passed through each stage you’d collect a few more. I knew that some would only ever be unique to a particular context, but also knew that some would stick. Making friends just happened. Every place I went I’d find someone I … Continue reading