Showing posts with label abuse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label abuse. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 October 2017

7 October 2017

Following the holiday, a sort of routine is in place. Every night I'm assured she isn't stopping and every night she does, I offer tea and food (so very British!). Heck Girl 2 even came round and the four of use had a decent drink together. Interesting Girl 2 isn't my type of person (too selfish and drama filled), Girl 1 agrees. He did agree, however recent flirting's appear to have swayed his mind and he sneaks her cigarettes and gives her lifts. Obviously blaming her for it all. Been there mate, I know the script even if your girlfriend hasn't sussed it yet.

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Aberdeen

How many people can remember the first life changing lie they told? I can.

In a time of weekly Bunty editions, when I was content making mud pies in the garden with my wellies and a red tartan dress as my everyday clothes (Gotta love 80's fashion on a small child!). I was sitting on my parents coffee table swinging my legs because they didn't reach the floor. I remember seeing vague reflections on my scuffed black patent dressy shoes, and trying to pull my socks up despite being told not to fidget by my hovering mother.

Overview

My life has often appeared punctuate by events and fleeting moments that would define a normal persons personality. Thankfully I don't believe I fall under the classification of normal, therefore I will continue to blunder on. That's not to say that I am happy in my life, often I barely manage content.