We had a fantastic storm here in the South West of England.

After posting last night and a great phone call that lifted me and my shame I couldn’t get to sleep. Not from shame and it’s voices but from relief,from the joy of being heard.

I got up and I watched the lightening flash,listened to the thunder roar. I knew I’d been through the worst. I knew I’d ridden out this shame storm and it had passed.

Sleep came easily after.

I was smiling.