So, I went to Galway

in family

As promised.

I avoided talking to mum on the phone, and instead walked into the house at half one. I spent five minutes painfully trying to describe my mental state before mum answered a phone call from her friend and started to gossip. I bid her goodbye, and walked out.

The worst part were two calls that came after begging me to come home for Christmas.

I flatly refused.

A Summer of Running

in running

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