Their lives have taken over mine, especially since the start of 2013.
I’ve spent every day, sometimes ten or twelve hours every day, focusing on the beginning of their story, reliving their feelings. I’ve been through their ups and downs and in-betweens.
It’s like I’ve HAD no life but theirs, these past weeks. I’ve been them, but there’s been no time for me to be me.
Now, at least, the beginning of their story is finished. I can think my own thoughts, be my own person again.
I can go back to MY life.
I’ll have space in my head!