So my departure plans have been put back a few months. Nothing too important, just some extra volunteering and a holiday. But nothing has really changed.
If the last two years have taught me anything it’s that I was right. I didn’t want to be. But it doesn’t come as a surprise. Despite my best efforts it’s safe to say that no-one is actively seeking my company. Quite the opposite.
I knew that back in April when I thought I’d taken a step forward only to find out it was actually several steps back. That helped propel me into a more advanced state of alcoholism and it’s amazing how 15 years of sobriety count for nothing.
When you’ve been reduced to “breakfast, maybe, sometime” status it’s time to give up. I’ve said it before but that’s a social obligation where you don’t want to give up any of the valuable part of your day. It’s nae use tae me.
I didn’t go into this with big hopes but there was 1% of me that thought maybe Linda was right. Maybe I’m no that bad. But turns out I am. Daft lassie.