I feel kind of blah.
Going over and over in my mind what my ex uni tutor said about me. That I had defects in my personality. But it was 20 years ago, damn it.
But it aches all over again.
And Katrina was around so much then.
Struggling alone on a teaching practice in February in one of the most bleak areas of Peterborough, living there during the week with a minster and his wife - who was also a teacher at the school, and struggling.
I know I always have had difficulties. But sticking me on my own in the middle of nowhere at the same time as I'm struggling coping in my student house.. is like asking for 'trouble'.
Strikes me so much how Katrina was there. And Trini. Not me. I was way out of my depth.
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