I wrote this post and published it with no content but then I thought I should explain one thing.
The short explanation is that writing this story was a magnificent coping mechanism when fibromyalgia and depression etc were too much for me. After I’d given up on life and almost walked through death’s doors, I realised that there was a chance I might be wrong and while looking for the right help to get me better, I needed something to keep me going. I’ve always said, there is no one size fits all solution to our health issues but this worked for me. The process of writing a story that I dedicated to two people who I love very much.
That’s the short of it. One of these days, I’ll tell you the longer version.
Gentle hugs:) xxx