Last night I went out to the pub and got chatting to some people I hadn’t met before.
I was having a good time, chatting about all sorts of things. But then things took a turn around. Having told them about my situation (I am thinking of lying in future), they started telling me that I am repressing feelings, that I’ve got a bump to come (i.e. that I’m on a high and I’ll come crashing down), that I should wake up, that I should kick Ben out… It just went on and on.
I left the pub feeling flat, disappointed.
Maybe I will turn a corner and find myself in a black hole. But I don’t think so. And I think I know myself a little better than that.
So yes, I am fine. We are fine.