Then they left and my Christmas joy went out the door behind them.
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Who or What Defines Me?
I don’t know which is worse, letting something or someone define me as a person or knowing that it’s taken me this long to realise I don’t know who I am anymore and how I define myself when I have nobody to help me or a job to give me the stature I once had.
Autumnal Blues
….one day my thoughts will make sense to everyone.
