Feeling oddly...
Mood: Melancholic
Listening to: The Batchelor... How Ironic.
I need a cuddle.
Really badly.
My whole being is crying out to be held, safe, warm and tight.
Its been a really tough week, a tough couple of weeks actually. I've had some things happen - not least of all dinner last night - that have made me either angry, deeply upset, or just shaken me.
I guess I'm not so used to dealing with those feelings alone. My first reaction after dinner last night, when I left the restaurant, was to drive straight to Shanes house and ask him to give me a cuddle.
I am eternally proud of myself that I didn't do that - it would have made that whole situation extremely difficult. So I drove home alone, had a long hot bath, and then I got online and purged my soul on this blog.
And yet, over 24 hours later, I am still aching to be comforted. Pulled tight into the arms of a caring, gentle man, and held.
Is that a purely female reaction I wonder? Intellectually, I know that someone giving me a hug isn't going to make any of the problems I'm experiencing disappear. It isn't going to give me the answers, it isn't going to calm my hectic schedule.
But at the same time, I know that it is exactly what I need.
But there isn't anyone.
All alone.
Me.
I daresay I'll cope.
