The Azaleas in the Valley Garden are lovely right now. Definitely worth a visit.
I live in North London/ Herts but my parents live in Berkshire. Which is why we went there. Meeting up sometime sounds nice.
I still feel weird. Like today didn't happen. If I think too hard I feel like someone's walked across my grave. Does that make sense? Do you know that expression? So I keep shoving it to the back of my mind again.
My Dad can be kind sometimes but he has such a wicked temper and it flares up over minor things and he can threaten you, hold grudges, never apologises, send you abusive messages once he has a flare up. It's just not worth it to try and fix things. It's always my fault. I'd like a loving father figure. I could pretend I have one after today but he'll hurt me again soon enough.
Not sure any of this makes sense.