What a week, eh?
Don’t worry, I’m not going to rehash old news, we all know what I’m referring to and nobody needs me to wade in with my views now. I’m as frightened, sad and exhausted as the next person and I just hope everyone affected by this horrible turn of events is getting the support and love that they deserve.
The only good thing to come of this is the fact that most people are horrified and there’s a sense of unity in that. We all just have to come together now like never before. I refuse to give up hope.
I’ll be taking a two day break from the internet however, except to check my Twitter feed and post the odd selfie because I am tired of it all.
It can’t be a coincidence that this has been once of the most sleepless, anxiety driven weeks I’ve had in a long time. I know I can’t blame Trump for my self-doubt and frustration but I might anyway.
I feel like I need a weekend out of town with the wind in my hair and my person by my side. So we’re going to Bournemouth to visit my mother-in-law and, after that, enjoy a filthy hotel date.
Really filthy, hopefully. 🍾🎉
I know, that’s real talent, isn’t it? Swinging from Trump talk (e.g. The Unsexiest Subject Ever) to dirty weekends (and never the twain shall meet). I’m taking my book, pyjamas and an open mind – and I’m going to forget the world.
To anyone feeling shit this week, for the same reasons as me or their own, I hope you’ll take real time for yourself where you can. Don’t let anyone tell you to suck it up if you’re glum about the state of the world, feel what you feel and process it your way.
Things are fucking shit in so many ways. Maybe we’re heading for total destruction on a global scale, or maybe just maybe things will be okay in the end. I’m hoping for the latter but only time will tell.