Things don’t always feel better in the morning.

  I'm struggling. with writing, with sewing, with socialising. I'm even finding it difficult to get out of bed in the morning. I've managed to do bits of writing, but it's the bare minimum. I feel sad. A heavy, tiring sadness.  The melancholy is punctuated by moments of happiness. Today I saw my niece who … Continue reading Things don’t always feel better in the morning.

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