How in the hell is my boy a year old already?? He was just born yesterday wasn't he? YES! It's really crazy. Some days I look at him and I can literally not believe he's here. Other times, I can't remember a time without him. Even crazier? He's smart! And he's gorgeous! And funny! And has such a great disposition. His personality is getting bigger and bigger every day. I love him so much it breaks my heart in two from the weight of it.
The harder part is the rest. I lost my job last week. Politics was mostly the reason, regardless, I am unemployed yet again. It is supremely ego-crushing to lose 2 jobs within 12 months. I know I didn't deserve it. I know I didn't do anything wrong, but that doesn't make things better for my self-esteem, unfortunately.
And then there's my friend... I went into a shop the other day and an acquaintance repeated some of the "complaints" about me that have been passed on by my friend. I love this girl. Last week when I lost my job she was the one I confided in, the one I called when I was at my most vulnerable. And then to hear that she complains "all the time"... it was heart-breaking. And now she's not talking to me.
When it rains, it pours, right? Things will improve, right? I hope so.
