Writing myself happy

or at least a little less sad

Beginnings are hard. So are endings.

1. This year, my long term relationship ended.

I moved house. Lost my job. Got another new diagnosis (I think that was this year, maybe it was last? EDS, anyway, since you ask) and joined a waiting list for yet another.

If you don’t know me (and why would you, in this new place to me?) perhaps I’d better introduce my…