Amidst this physical fight for health the dynamics of pretty much every integral relationship in my life are changing or perhaps I'm just perceiving them more blatantly. Some changes are stratesphericaly epic like more frequent contact out and about with my son as opposed to at the respite centre (and the social worker didn't even know Im sick) but some are unspeakably sad like desperately searching for that connection with the only man I have ever loved but not being able to detect it. I really hope that the latter is a distorted perception but it's seeming less and less so. A lot to process right now and well confused. I'm doing my confused face bruv.