love is the new black.

I feel like I only come on here when my life has fallen to pieces, so I guess that's happened again.

But yeah, mum dying of cancer, brother had a seizure out of the blue and needed surgery and nobody knows what caused it, one of my best friends might have bowel cancer and my godfather just got diagnosed with leukaemia. And three of those things happened in the past week.

To say I'm not doing well is an understatement. But bad things come in threes, right, so he doesn't have bowel cancer? That's a thing I can hold onto?

Feel like I'll need a whole box of tissues for my next therapy appointment. If Kleenex wants to sponsor me or something that'd be great.

it's been a while. I'm feeling very deflated and wanted to write this down somewhere and didn't know where.