I'm having a bit of a hard time at the minute... my ex broke up with me eight weeks ago out of the blue which I feel basically over, I've been having a great time since the initial hump of having my life ripped to pieces (lost my flat, my relationship, my relationship with my brother, all out of my hands) hanging with friends, getting stuck into my Masters, dating casually, finding a new place to live. But it's a really crappy time of year. If I don't think about him or contemplate too much what the fuck actually happened I'm fine, but I think if I ever saw him or bumped into him I'd probably throw up.
I lost my mum two years this Dec 23rd, and it's going to be hard running up to that date without the support of my ex, or my brother, who was the only other person in the world that knew her like I did. It's complicated but basically after two years of growing closer and developing a good relationship he decided he was really angry at me for reasons I don't even understand and froze me out completely, making it really hard for me to keep an active part of my nephews' lives, the thing that matters most to me in the world.
So this time of year just reminds me of bad stuff, now every day I'm running up to the anniversary thinking yeah this time two years ago I took her to hospital, this day we spoke our last words, this day she died, this day I buried her, and I'm kinda doing it alone now. Plus my health is not so good and I have 12k words to write by January 7th alongside working two other jobs and I'm so tired.
Christmas day I have nobody to really see, my dad hasn't invited me over, I won't be seeing my brother obviously, my sister's in prison, I used to spend it with ex's family so that's off, my best friend is abroad... so I'll be waking up alone, going to do some voluntary work for the afternoon then coming home alone. It's my first xmas single in... eight years. Soooo it's gonna be an experience.
Just wanted to vent. I miss her more and more every week.