22/06/2025
This is me enjoying myself very muchly at the Horsham big gig yesterday, but this is just face value in reality. I am going for a bit of a challenging time at the moment.
Yeah, Iâm an independent woman â but that doesnât mean I donât get lonely sometimes.
I can pay my own bills.
I can fix stuff when it breaks.
I can run a business, go on solo adventures, carry the weight of the day, and still walk the dog before 9am.
But sometimes â if Iâm honest â I donât want to be strong.
I donât want to be resilient, resourceful, or the one who always figures it out.
Sometimes I just want to walk in the door and know I donât have to do it all alone.
That ache? It hits sometimes.
Especially in the quiet moments â after a long day, after the dogâs curled up asleep, after the noise stops and itâs just me.
And yeah, it hurts.
Being strong is incredible.
But being soft, being held, being seen â that matters too.
We werenât made to do life completely solo, all the time.
So yes, Iâll keep showing up.
Iâll keep building this life I love.
But Iâm allowed to admit that sometimes, I just want love too. As a teammate. As a quiet kind of anchor.
And if you feel that too â I see you. Youâre not broken.
Youâre just human.