#mum

I don't know how to start this but here goes nothing I guess. I wish I was the type of person who knew what motherly love felt like. I wish I didn't have to explain why I can't just ask my mum for things. I wish I didn't have to explain that she isn't dead…

My Mum Two years and one hour ago, you left us, and the world has never been the same. The colors of life faded with your absence—reds no longer burn as deeply, and yellows have lost their warmth. Even stroganoff, once a family staple, has gone untouched, because we know it will never taste the&h...

Dear diary world, My account was made many years ago (2012), however, reading back through my old posts I felt that the posts didn't come from me. It seemed like a whole different person. It was almost as if I had read a book and recognised the story, but hadn't lived it myself. So now…

Today is just an ordinary day. I woke up at 9.30am, had a large cup of strong coffee as usual accompanied by a cigarette dressed in just my boxer shorts. 10.30am I jump on the bus, on my way to the job centre for a work search assessment by my work coach. Smoked a cig…