Howdy, it’s been a long time since I blogged. I lost my partner & lover, now I’m lost, completely lost and stranded with no foreseeable way out. At this point, all my beliefs and core values have been shaken, rocked, broken, crumbled, reassembled using failed glues or too quick setting cements which has meant I’ve crumbled it all into dust and little fragments in trying to reset and reshape. If I didn’t have mental illness at the start, I certainly gained an acquired brain injury and mental health issues along the way, of the journey I didn’t have to make. I certainly have added to the possible perceptions myself in the very act of being part of the story & fighting the allegations that began to be made against my person. Even today I have to accept that it has become part of my “history” that I was “smelling gas”, generally regarded as a clear, odorous product by and of itself. I had spoken to my GP after I had spent 12+ hours digging our dog from a fox hole/mineshaft. I k