I am doing NanoWrimo – but the blogging version, again. NanoPoblano – right? I didn’t sign up properly this year. But this has been the hardest year in my life so far. I have moved across the globe – which is stressful in itself, trying to settle in a new country. And now my mother is going through something so shocking, terrifying and confusing for us all. It’s taking a toll on us mentally, mainly because we just don’t understand it and don’t know what to do. Normal illnesses are understandable because at least the patient is coherent, and not saying awful things or wailing or in a pit of despair. Mental illnesses are ugly, and it’s so difficult to watch your mother become alien.
I would usually call my mother up and ask her what to do in this situation, but I can’t do that, because she IS the situation!
And so in order to achieve something, and to distract myself, because Lord knows I need the distraction right now, I am going to write a post every single day in November.
Let’s go.
Ocean Bream 