I think part of my university experience has been trying to find that for myself. To have a moment of deep pride in my accomplishments.
What is Secondary Loss?
For those of us who have lost vibrant, courageous women, I hope this day is a little reminder that we can still celebrate them. They are all around us, and they are in you 🤍
And here we are, with a whole life in plastic bags.
What they didn’t know was that I was slowly losing it. My grades were the only thing I could even begin to control. I believed the only thing I could truly count on was that in March 2019 I would be at university. The hardest thing I had to do was leave my mum curled up on the sofa to revise for my exams. Repeatedly I beat myself up for being so selfish, but I promised myself that I would have all of summer to be with my Mum.