Like I have said many a time not everything gets put up on this here blog. Some things are meant not to be published and shared. And if shared they are only for the people I have shared with that moment. Anyway I digress but that is my disclaimer, so if your reading my blog and you think I have forgotten to blog something then please take it as a compliment than an attack on my memory banks or how I rate such an occasion. O.k onwards and backwards…
So Christmas eve morning and I have yet to make my way to Hastings. It’s a first and to be truthful a little scary but at the same time not that scary as I was with friends that I have somewhat of a weird relationship. I don’t see them that much when I do I just can’t get enough of them. They are almost like a drug. Anyhow I sorted my stuff out and collected my things ready to leave home also known as Hove (actually) nowadays!
This Christmas was the weirdest one of all. Something wasn’t right. Something suggested to me that all is not well in the Hassan camp. The family was not acting right, or if they were I wasn’t. To be fair it all really stressed me out and I don’t know why. In any case this stress that had entered my life started to control it with headaches and tired moods that I simply cannot describe. I wasn’t depressed but I knew I was unhappy about something. People who were supporting me in this time know I’m not normally like this and to be fair since moving and working in Brighton I have been able to be myself again. Brighter, funnier some even say more sexy hahahaha. Only joking, but I am growing as a person which really excites me and the more experience I gain from doing new things and seeing friends etc the better I feel about myself.
God where was I going with this? Ah yes Christmas. Anyway the Christmas thing was good apart from the health thing. A few days there and I was back in Sunny Hove where the grass is greener but with no family. I say that – I rely on a few people who remain nameless that I rely on to talk to, chat, even hug. Though my family is the rock that will never break…ever!
Right so in summary the Christmas holidays were good in terms of presents and spending time with the people I love. Though I did miss Brighton. It’s not so much the city I love but the people that call it home.
