Day 19.

The only time I’ve left the house is to go to Masters, Bunnings, the Bowl, or work. We’re still sleeping, eating and working in our living room. I’m completely and undeniably over it. I don’t know where ANYTHING is anymore… I can’t find clean clothes… I can’t find what I put down 5 minutes before, thanks to ...

Glass towers….

Warning: This post is probably going to contain some of the most graphic language I have ever used in a blog in my entire life. Why? Because I'm not sure my regular, every day words can express my disgust at what's happened to me in the last few days. I was born into this world broken.  And ...