Reading through my other blog I so miss the annonimity this one used to have. This used to be my place, my spot where I was not judged for the words that encapsulated my every emotion. Nothing I loved is as it used to be, not even my blog. Everything is new, judged daily, hearing nastiness from those you need desperate support from.
It’s easy to judge a person’s character, their mothering skills, comment on how miserable they are and that nothing will make them happy. Standing on the opposite side thinking they are self centered is easy to do when you are happy and content.
Like I said in my new blog, one of the many new things I have but don’t want, you cannot pour from an empty cup.
Maybe, just maybe there is just no room to consider anyone else when you are so focussed on just not self destructing . You might think that selfish but the choice is that or way worse. When every day from dusk till dawn and spurts in between is all just mammoth moments of “just get through it”.
And yes, do me a favour and please do not comment or speak your concern. I just don’t care.. At all.