A New beginning…but not that much different

So I moved out. I had to. I couldn’t face the inevitable come down of Glastonbury in my parents house. It would have made me cry – it made me cry anyway but it would have been more extreme. July was interesting…it consisted of no entrys on this blog as there didn’t seem to be a point of doing it anymore.

But then I changed my mind.

Since moving out I am much less used to my parents ways so I seem to have become much less tolerant. I have noticed how Mother leaves a complete trail of chaos behind everywhere she goes. She seems to misunderstand every situation. I am 30 years old and I have had to remove all notion of shame – if i still had it I would be utterly painfully embarrassed. I still am actually but I know how not to show it (when I was a teenager I would hide or walk 10 paces behind her).

So the blogs will still be on the same line. Maybe I’ll add abit how I can’t get a job. Although actually that may be for another one…

Enjoy.