Yes, I am numb and emotional 😭
The last couple of days that I was at my mother’s house I was in effect ignored and sidelined and it felt like a rejection again after all the stress and upset of her desertion when I was eight years old. I was more or less packed up anyway and so I requested a minicab to drive me to Prestwick, and Glasgow International Airport.
I had first booked a flight ✈️ home to Italy 🇮🇹 and I had to pay a lot more than I did going to Scotland 🏴 with a budget airline and I had to rush to make it to the airport in time. Then there was a slight delay of takeoff 🛫 and we were delayed landing (which seemed odd stuck up in the air).
My father was held up in setting off to collect me but eventually he was there and the moment I got into the car I burst into tears. 😭 I am emotional anyway as my hormones are all over the place because I am on my period but he calmed me to be able to make the drive home, only sixty kilometres but the last part of the journey after Lucca is on mountain roads, twisting on the steady climb up to our village. We got indoors almost at sunset. Papa put my luggage down and helped me up to bed, and we talked for a while.
I had first booked a flight ✈️ home to Italy 🇮🇹 and I had to pay a lot more than I did going to Scotland 🏴 with a budget airline and I had to rush to make it to the airport in time. Then there was a slight delay of takeoff 🛫 and we were delayed landing (which seemed odd stuck up in the air).
My father was held up in setting off to collect me but eventually he was there and the moment I got into the car I burst into tears. 😭 I am emotional anyway as my hormones are all over the place because I am on my period but he calmed me to be able to make the drive home, only sixty kilometres but the last part of the journey after Lucca is on mountain roads, twisting on the steady climb up to our village. We got indoors almost at sunset. Papa put my luggage down and helped me up to bed, and we talked for a while.
