Last night, I got tipsy. I don't normally drink. Only because with me, I have that fear of losing a sense of control. I enjoyed myself - didn't get too drunk. I sang for the first time in months, I was offered a job in singing at the local pub. Things felt okay again
/> I had the chance to go back to my normal job (unfortunately it was miles and miles from my home). But I suppose that gives hope, I could be good at what I do. Maybe. I suppose that's a nice thing people are saying.
I've spent the night away from my partner, first night in months. And it feels okay, I miss him but I know the world doesn't revolve around him now. My friend is brilliant, she doesn't know anything and it feels normal. She knows I'm all anxious but she's good with it and never says anything. She judges the situation with me.