the minute i arrive, i get criticised by the mother, my headaches kick back in, and i start reaching for food for comfort.
i should, quite simply, not come to see the parents, unless there are pressing reasons to do so.
it's been a stressful and annoying few days, and i can't wait until it is 9:20am tomorrow, and i'll be on my way back home. dirk will pick me up at the train station, there will be yoga that afternoon and dinner afterwards, and jazz ohne stress at night. i have a week off, too, and can finally plant stuff on my balcony.
i will have my life back. hooray!