I haven’t been alone for ten months. Ten months with no solitary coffees, no gentle lunches tucked in the corner of my favourite pub, no one woman trips to the cinema, losing myself in a lighthearted comedy whilst commandeering an army…
My relationship with my whole self has always been tenuous. Yes, my hair is fantastic, the creative and analytical parts of my brain work happily in tandem and I can make my friends chuckle uncontrollably with my sarcastic humour, so…