Sunday

A day of two halves. The morning was spent having breakfast out (where I saw this scene) and doing chores around the house. Reluctantly. I am struggling.

The afternoon with Mum was stressful. She has got stuff going on that she loaded on me and Grandma yet again isn't well.

I feel so alone. It isn't as easy as just talking to someone. It's more.
After I dropped Mum off, I drove for a bit, nowhere in mind, I just didn't want to go home.
Home to real life, alcohol and harming.