Yeah, having a really crappy time right now - even found myself sobbing TWO DAYS IN A ROW at "Holby City" (yesterday) and "Casualty" (today). How sad is that?
Feeling unutterably alone, lonely, single. Yearning to be loved, to be appreciated, to be told I'm special.
Desperate for the pain of this horrible year to subside.
Aching for a resolution to all this crap with D.
Frantic to find a way to be happy with the girls, to make them happy, to be at peace and not war with them so much.
Hoping, hoping, hoping that things will look up.
And still, of course, dreaming that one day Pat Monahan will sweep me off my feet...