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My Dad stood me up on Friday. Oh, snap! In some sort of fairness a) he met someone and b) it's all a bit sudden for me so..... well, I don't know. Draw your own conclusions. I'm just asking for a bit more thoughtfulness where friends/family are concerned.
It's been a week since I lived a quarter of a century. 25 has not been fun so far ( although to be honest I think someone's been making balloon animals out of my fallopian tubes, so that's never going to be fun. Sorry, was that TMI? It hurts like crazy, I couldn't keep quiet about it. My insides are all wrong), do try harder. I hope it's uphill from here - I say uphill, that implies a struggle, what a stupid analogy I just picked. But anyway. I just want to get on with and be happy and be me and stuff. Ten years of depression is now ten years too many. As a wish it's vague but not unreasonable, is it? Let's do it!
In other news, we have two new additions to the household. Yeah, my Mum's decided to get two new kittens. Not my birthday present no, but we can pretend! They're Maine Coons and no doubt there'll be pictures soon. They don't actually have.... names yet.