Today, after 6 months of caring for me during the worst period of my life, my parents are heading back to Wales. The complexity of what I'm feeling, and the urge to look back over the last six months and see just how damn far we've come, has me itching to write again for the first time since January.
*Insert Lewd ‘Prick’-Themed Joke Of Choice Here* and Small Victories
It might seem like a small victory, but I'm learning that small victories are immensely powerful and transformative when you're facing a long-term battle. Bite-sized wins to perk you up and push you on, whereas the 'big picture' right now can simply feel too overwhelming to deal with
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