I now realise after getting better after a bad bout of depression that I let someone down, and it hurts, like nothing I have ever known. I sent stuff I should never have sent and I was not in the right mind at all, and was hurting, and the rest. But I have no excuse. I also regret a petty action I took over an iPad and iPhone, that upset a little person… We all do stupid things, and me? Well I think I was ill, mixed up, and the rest, but have I lost? Yes, massively, so massively. I also now realise that lies were foolish. Yes I was scared and a child and did not want to lose someone, but I did…
Sadness and longing, is not even a description…
But surely the opera is not over until the fat lady sings? I hope so…
