What I find hardest about this statement is that I’m not the only one who feels it. Every week or month I sit and I hear the most tragic stories. I just can’t explain the numbness. I couldn’t give a shit about what ends up happening to me, but I do care about the people who have helped me. I wish I could give them all the best Christmas in the world. I want to see them glow with love and happiness in 2018, they deserve it all. I’m an absolute mess at the moment, I need to fucking sort myself out again.