" The worse loneliness is not to be comfortable with yourself "
I went to a friends' sisters' party this weekend in deepest Oxfordshire countryside. It turned out to be a surprise straight wedding, there were 250 guests- all of them exceedingly straight, white, middle-classed and typical country folk with typical country attitudes.
I was wearing my "Butch, Butcher, Butchest" T-shirt! I found myself gulping down the Pimms at an attempt to numb the stares and ridiculous comments and conversations emanating from the small minded middle Englanders.
I so wanted to be elsewhere- I felt awkward and uncomfortable in my own self...not good. I wasn't in a good place when I'd arrived and was feeling fairly sad- had I known it was to be a wedding I would have avoided attendance at all costs!
Anyways, I'm back and in recovery and feeling a little less sad on a daily basis. QR, Gertie and Boo are going to Yorkshire for a few days next week and I so hope we get some blue skies.