21st November 2017
I feel sick to my stomach. This really happened? There is no escaping it.
I was beavering away last night until 3am. So determined was I that I had to share my story in every little detail.
The one thing I am proud of is my response to this. I could have curled up in a corner and not surface for a year but I didn’t. Instead, I took the lemons that life had just dished up to me and made lemonade.
My humiliation is complete. No time to lick my wounds. If I stop to dwell on what happened I will surely break in two. Time to undo the damage.