Since the loss of my grandma, I am having to come with lots of changes. Each time we went to London for an eye check up, we used to meet up afterwards at my family's house, but now I have to come to terms that some people don't change. There is no where to go at the present so I need to make changes that I did not want to. My grandma's home was always open to me ,but not any more.
The optician were good but now too much money and no relaxation.
For somexample reason I used to be depressed as a child, I had no laugherkins insidea of meach and now I feel exactly the same way. Why? I am trying to figure that. Writing things out helps to heal somehow.