When we looked at the date, it confirmed my worst fears. I was wrong, but so was he; The details were all correct.
The less I do, the less I want to do, the less I want to do, the less I do. I feel like my brain is slowly stopping, and I can’t do anything about it.
I was going to tell you about the various things that I am currently dealing with physically, but as you can see from Head, Torso, Knees and Toes PT1, I didn’t get far past the ‘head’.
Around the village, more and more people are being told about what has happened. My mum is so upset, and also angry that he doesn’t know how many people know.
Now that the ‘secret’ is out, my family have taken great comfort from their close friends. Prior to Twat Faces arrest, they were wary as to who they could tell.
I don’t know how I feel right now. I can’t quite put my finger on it. I’m happy, excited, yet numb and confused.
Yesterday was a difficult day; it was my interview with the police. I haven’t slept in almost 4 months with the anxiety of this trip.
During the church service where everyone offers piece, although there was little doubt that he would not approach whilst I was there, I did have to be sure…
So Much Damage… I decided to stop smoking and stop biting my nails on this trip. I have smoked for 25 years, and despite health issues, including a very serious lung problem, I’ve never stopped.
I’ve had a few tears today with the various goodbyes, and shed a few tears over leaving Baby Boo. He is only nineteen months, and is the son of Penelope & George.