National Lost Sock Memorial Day…
9th May 2026
Hello my most beautiful and precious starshine,
How are you my lovely? I really do hope you’re okay {} xxx I was thinking of you last night when the full results came in. I’m so, so sorry {} Do you feel a bit shell shocked with the results? I do, even though Reform were expected to do well.
Despite the continuous attacks on the Greens last week, they’ve done brilliantly haven’t they? It’s remarkable what’s they’ve done over the last eight months. You must be so happy for them, as am I. With them doing fantastically well in Manchester, it was shocking to see the sea of turquoise in Greater Manchester this morning.
We can’t get the percentage of votes for Sutton Vesey yet, but for Sutton Coldfield Council, Liron got 1,140. The votes were quite split with everyone.
We really do need a PR voting system, everyone sees this now, but I can’t see it happening with Starmer. Burnham would. Let’s hope. It’s the only thing that’ll save us from a Reform-Tory government.
We would need to leave if this happens, for Liron’s safety. They’ll implement the same things as the US. Spain seems like the safest option at the moment. We really don’t want to leave. This is our home. We love being here. I’m also not sure if my health and body can go through the move. I know there’s no way I could do it right now.
It’s great sun’s come out for us today. They knew we needed cheering up. Let’s escape out of the Dark Clouds with Space {} xx
It’s 13:57. I really do hope you slept well and restfully my lovely, and you’re enjoying a relaxing day, taking everything at your own pace. I hope you’ll be enjoy some time with sunshine xx
It’s National Lost Sock Memorial Day today. It’s to remember the socks that get lost in the laundry, and celebrate the remaining sock. We can give them new life through crafts, repurposing (perhaps as odd sock pairs), or recognising their lost partner.
Do you have any odd socks? My orange striped cat sock is desperately missing their friend. They haven’t been together for months.
If you says the letters of SOCKS aloud, you’re saying the spanish phrase “Eso si que es”, which means “that is (indeed) what it is”. That phrase feels quite apt for today.
I took double the amount of sleeping tablets. I needed to. Yesterday wasn’t a good day with everything, and I had the crash on top.
I’m so glad I had therapy. The person doesn’t know what my perpetrator was teaching, I will tell them that it’s almost identical to what they told me. I will just continue the contact as normal.
It’s the dependency on the spiritual healer (it was lost in translation with ghost healer), which is worrying, along with some of the things they said. But my therapist is absolutely right, this is their choice and they’re happy with it.
My therapist asked me, who am I trying to rescue? The word “myself” automatically popped into my head. I’ve always tried to rescue people since leaving home. Was I trying to rescue myself in doing so? I guess the answer is probably yes.
At the same time, I neglected myself and my needs. My energy and emotions went into everyone else. I worried for them and felt their pain. I didn’t want them to suffer, and I felt responsible for making them feel better. I had no energy or time left for myself. I was exhausted.
This has changed greatly over the last ten years. The course helped break that cycle, and this illness has put a stop to everything, but the strong inclination is still there, along with guilt of not being able to be there for people, like I used to be.
When it comes to others, I still think as a healthy person, which disregards me no longer having the energy and resources. I still feel the guilt and I feel like a bad person, but I can’t even look after myself now with my basic needs.
Actually, I disregarded my health for others when I was healthy as well. This isn’t a healthy way of being is it? I’m beginning to see that now.
It’s 15:51. You and your sweet tum must be extremely happy. I imagine you enjoyed something superb for dinner. I woke up late thanks to the sleeping tablets. I’m going to have some M&S Pave D’Affinois Soft Cheese. It really is yummy with some warm bread, and a glass of our favourite red xx
I will switch off now. I really need to. I’m going to shower, then enjoy my meal with Pretty in Pink. I haven’t seen it for years. The soundtrack is brilliant.
I wish I was well enough to speak with you directly {} xxx
Please take the greatest and gentlest care of yourself my precious angel. Enjoy the most gorgeous, chilled and magical day doing the things you love {} xxx
I just remembered the poem, Good Bones by Maggie Smith. Yes, this place can be beautiful. It is and we can.
I love you so much xx Sending you tons and lots of love, with the biggest and tightest of magical healing and protective bear hugs, bursting with kisses. They’re always with you {} xxxx
Enjoy playing and listening to all the fabulous music for me too my lovely, and rest well {} xxx