It's been a while since I published anything on here even though I have been writing. I feel like the pandemic and the lack of social interaction has made me more easily confused than I was before, I go on a lot more tangents and I can't focus or follow a point as easily anymore. In fact, I find it really hard sometimes. It is almost like the way I feel after taking Diazepam but without the calmness, which is awful. I feel like I have lost a lot of confidence in my writing because of that, but I am trying to get myself back to something that looks like 'normal' or at least, normal for me.
Since being off of this I did something I have been wanting to do for a very long time. I finally got my dog. She is a bit of a funny looking spaniel, because she's actually a shih tzu. When it came to it, my garden wasn't right for a spaniel. I had to look at getting a smaller dog who couldn't hop the fences with a short bound, and it just so happened that at the time that I was looking for a dog, my little girl was looking for a new home.
She came from a breeding farm, peed all over the carpets and crawled her way into my heart when I wasn't looking, but she's wonderful - except when she is barking at three o'clock in the morning, at which point, she's a lot less cute. She petrified of everything, but getting braver, meeting the family and starting to have a life that doesn't involved producing and looking after puppies, and I couldn't want any more for her.
