Days, weeks, months have passed since my last post. They’re much the same – good and bad days, few tears, plenty of doubts and guilt, and the dream of finally feeling ‘normal’ again. Whatever normal is. At the end of
Days, weeks, months have passed since my last post. They’re much the same – good and bad days, few tears, plenty of doubts and guilt, and the dream of finally feeling ‘normal’ again. Whatever normal is. At the end of