It’s 8pm, you want a walk. You step out the door in shorts & a t-shirt. The sky is bright, grass is green, a breeze is a relief. You smile at dog walkers, head to a pub garden, have a drink, walk home, grab a Cornetto, STILL IN THE LIGHT. That’s just 4 months away. HANG IN THERE.
Shout out to the women with no single friendship group of girlies, just a chaotic assortment of besties she picked up along life - school one, uni one, work ones, pub one, neighbour one, retired one, the ex’s sister one - and who’s hen do will be an absolute shitshow of awkward.
Merry Christmas to those of you who have difficult relationships with your family. Those of you spending christmas without a loved one. Those of you going through break ups. Those of you in bad places. It’s okay if all of you do today/tomorrow is survive. You’ve got this.