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At work, cubicle three in the ladies’ cloakroom had become my retreat. There, I could hide away and silently sob whenever I needed to. I’d started to say hello to the door. God. I was turning into my mother.

From my bedroom window, I hadn’t noticed his earring and the Motörhead tattoo on his forearm. He looked like the kind of guy who, if a bomb went off in his watering can, would raise one eyebrow and say, ‘Well, that was close.

God, love is shit! You think you’ve cracked it, found someone, then it’s snatched away. Life moves on but you don’t. It looked like my own Prince Charming was turning into an ugly frog.

to be in charge. To be the wise owl. The comforter. I felt I’d moved beyond that. Gained my own wisdom. Found comfort in my own company. In just being me. The long healing process was at an end, hastened by these few days of sunshine and blissful solitude.