I have had quite a good day today. That was until I went to pick my son up from school. The playground is normally a noisy place but I was running a little late and most of the parents were leaving and so the playground was unusually quiet. The quietness hit me unexpectedly and for some reason I was suddenly hit with a feeling of sadness. Following this I had an overwhelming urge to cry but managed to keep the tears in until I got home. During the 10 minute walk home I started thinking about the events of the past couple of years or so.
Today I am a year older and I have no one to celebrate it with.
The last 2 and a half years have alienated family members and 'friends' and today I realise how alone I am. I have no friends.
I have a husband, a mum and dad, and 2 sons. My sister I hardly see. My husband is working, my mum and dad are on holiday in France (enjoying themselves I hope!) and when my boys are in bed I will have no one but myself and my thoughts.
The last 2 and a half years have been cruel to me in some ways. Its times like today that I wish I hadn't alienated people, but then I think if the friends I had were true friends they would be with me now...