I hated vulnerability so much, that I tried to give myself everything I could to the point of burnout.
But that’s grief, isn’t it? It comes when you least expect it. When you find a video you sent to your mum, of you in a pyjama set she bought you, tucked in a bed she kissed you goodnight in, cuddling the cat you both loved so much together.
This is Daisy. She came from a nearby farm. I loved her before I met her and chose her name before Mum found the advert for her.