Wrong way, down a one way street

Good afternoon,

I write this in the few moments between waking up from a night shift and collecting my two boys, aged 2 & 3 from nursery. I am a bloody married woman now.

I am still very much the person from years ago, but with a higher functioning moral compass and an eye for those around me, rather than putting myself and my desires at the center of the universe.

If anything these days, I am the last priority on any list now. I endeavour to make those around me the important ones. And it feels good.