A year ago I was in a pretty bad state. I knew it at the time, but probably not how much. I’d had a rough few months and then had to leave my university city and return home, which was quite an upheaval. Although it was the right thing for me, it was a huge wrench at the time and took months for me to adjust. I was shattered, lost, and scared. I went through a pretty low patch over the winter, and took a while to pull myself out of it. I was worried about everything – from sleeping and having to talk to people, to getting into my car and walking into rooms of strangers. But I got through it (with some help).
I mentioned in my first post that both Daphne du Maurier and Dodie Smith are big inspirations for this blog and in my life. If you know me, then I’m sure you’re tired of hearing about them, but there’s no denying just how much of an inspiration these books have had on my life.