Guess who is unoriginal but I REALLY hate my body. I can’t even say lock down has a lot to answer for because I was overweight before. Chins that go on for days and boobs sagging so hard that I trip over them when I walk.
I am a mother, I am 31.
According to social norms, I have completed my lot in life. Going by what is apparently a more socially equal world, I am a woman therefore I MUST have a child. So how does society approach those who don't?
As I write this, I am sat wearing my Norwich City Football Club t-shirt, in my Norwich City hoodies drinking out of my #22 Mug courtesy of my birthday. So naturally, it would come as no surprise that I am a hardcore Norwich City fan.
An all familiar sickness washes over and you cannot be sure you are drowning or if it is cleansing. The same can be just as overwhelming. It's getting worse, it's shameful to be so weak, it's painful and soul destroying that it almost answers your constant fear, you are drowning.
So music is powerful. Music is emotive. It can create so much of an atmosphere, but then conversely, it can disperse the thickest of discomfort. Truly, music is the literal equivalent of actual magic.
Today was a day off. Walking the kids to school gave me chance to sit in my own head and that is not always a good thing. Readers of my previous articles will know what happened a few weeks ago now and today was a bit of a hit.