Why do I keep writing so regularly in this blog. Last 2 days I have written twice but maybe it's just I have something to write that can't wait until the following day.
Also, why am I such a coward? I have no issues with telling people exactly what I think of them, even if it's a bad thing yet I can't tell the rents a simple thing like 'I love you'. I thought about telling them my deepest, darkest secrets, but once again put myself off after imagining their reactions. It always happens. If anyone who is reading this. may it be 6 months or 6 decades in the future, please tell me a way I can do this. I may not have figured out a way of doing it when im 78 in 6 decades time... who knows!
What does tomorrow bring? It brings another "eventful" day at work and an interesting trip to Letchworth in the evening. I shall tell all, (without mentioning names of course ;)) in tomorrow's blog which I will undoubtedly write cos this blogging malarchy is getting addictive!
Ciao x
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I may be able to help you out. Whatever you want to say to your parents, create a relaxed atmosphere, and just say it. Like jumping off a really high diving board. You look down and think 'Ahhh fuck that for a laugh' but if you close your eyes and then jump, the fall is inevitable but you know in a few seconds you'll have hit the water and come up for air. That's exactly the best way to handle things like this. Good luck.
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