I'm starting to feel a bit insecure now.
It has been almost 3 weeks since I last saw my new-ish man, DC, and it will be closer to a month when we're both finally back in London.
What if he doesn't like me anymore?
I think about him often but what if it is a one-way street?
I hate 'what if'.
My time here has thankfully gone very quickly.
I'm very much looking forward to being home agian, sleeping in my own bed, being with my daughter.
I miss her.
This has been a long separation.
It has sometimes been hard.
My 'constant' hasn't been with me.
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