A year ago I had a profound but inexplicable feeling – ‘I am not me’.
A year on I feel a sadness at having lost big chunks of who I was and what defined me – my job, running and cycling, my social life… But increasingly there are flashes of realising that facets of ‘old me’ are reemerging and a relief that ‘THIS is who I am.’ At the same time, elements of a ‘new me’ are developing. Continue reading
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