Since my mother died the family group chat is silent. I do not open it every morning, but I have not deleted it either.

I keep the news off because I cannot do anything about it and it still ruins the day. Then I feel guilty for keeping it off.

i got promoted and cried in the car park. happy, then it hit me: another year in the same building, same window.

my mother thinks i'm doing fine. i let her. twenty minutes a week, that's all it takes.