I’m having one of those weeks where everything is going wrong. Ahhhhhh. Did I say Ahhhhhhh.
I’m sure everyone’s experienced it. But it’s worse when you think, if I only had a boyfriend/ husband/ partner/ someone stable, who could have easily helped me through this, things would be alright you know.
I’m damn Independent (and a bit of a feminist): whatever men can do women can do just as well (i mean better), but sometimes you just can’t do it all yourself. Some things, some societies, some situations.
However unlikely it seems now, let’s be rational, I genuinely think you can do it, and I have so far, done fine on my own… but when mess happens it’s like HA!
This is a fleeting feeling, I’ll be back on track soon, back to my old Bring it on B self!