The prize that you get for surviving hell is a new hell that was invented to squeeze you and your loved ones for profit. At least I hope that our efforts to support him can tell him a diffent truth about the world, too; that it can be kind. That we will persevere together.

The problem is now, I am on my own for a month whilst my partner visits their ailing father in another country - I need to overcome my fear, or else I will become a shut-in. I'm tired of microaggressions and macroaggressions, I want to shut out the world at times like this. I won't.

Granted - we now live further out from the city, in a nicer area... So I likely now won't be assaulted, but it got to an exhausting point where I only would go out if I was going to a destination in specific, or with my partner - which is still going outside a lot.

I don't have problems with my weight, but my energy levels... Yeesh, yes, a lot of chocolate will definitely make you feel sluggish and sickly.

Put back in my place by a mulled wine that I had only bought to warm my hands as they weren't selling coffee. I have never in my life known mulled wine to be strong; I even would drink it as a child. Boy was I ever surprised, I felt like I went sideways