No longer my Mistress Lois

Previous Post | Next Post (Reminder that my posts about Lois are a re-telling and took place over a year ago) In my messages to Lois during her absence, I had started spiralling some more. Like I mentioned in the previous post, uni had broken up, football had stopped, I didn’t have access to therapy or MH help, and I was working in housekeeping full time and god, that was sucking my soul out. Additionally, my ‘friend’ only wanted to Continue Reading →