They say patience is a good thing, but what happens when your patience starts to run out?
What's it like having a REAL REAL family, a family where different members look out for one another and offer support when the going gets tough?
I feel somewhat ashamed of myself for posting this question. Normally I tell everyone everything going just fine, though often it feels completely shit. I did enjoy the last year immensely. It was the best I had felt in myself for years, though I don't know that I can guage just how rough the going was at times years ago, so anything would be better than that. It was still very hard work last year, trying to get myself cranked up, strong enough to get back into business again, maybe I'm just burning out again.
It was this christmas that really got to me. It does every year, but this year I thought might be better. I was wrong. It felt like complete hell without any family around me. You know, I've even forgotten what a family really feels like, it's so long ago that I had one. Just the simple things I miss, the words taken for granted, small kindnesses, tokens, such as a pat on the back or an arm around my shoulder, a simple smile, even a question genuinely asked, 'are you alright Mark?' and mean't, that would be soooo good.
What does a real family do together, whatever it is, I miss those times.
Rhetorical Celt