A great, big, fluffy intruder slunk his way onto our roof tonight. He was really friendly and very, very fluffy (much to Evie’s delight).
So I decided to open the window to pat him and forgot I had a cat too…
Big, fluffy intruder cat is now cowering in our next door neighbours garden and Arnie is back to snoozing on Evie’s bed.
I learnt of the suicide of a beautiful mum I knew, (as an online friend) today. She left three young children behind in the world.
Life was too much.
It’s hit me hard as I’ve felt those dark thoughts too, I know a lot of mums do.
I’ve been drinking a lot of tea today and wallowing in past memories.
How do you pull yourself back from such a dark tunnel?
Small, heavy steps at first, find something to hold on to, anything.
I started this blog to pull myself out of depression, something to do as they say, something to focus on.
It feels like a bloody big mountain to climb when you’re at the bottom.
Sleep tight beautiful sister. Rest in peace.