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When Boris announced that single people / single parents could form a bubble, my heart kind of broke a little. My parents are shielding, the majority of family and dear friends are not very local; and I just assumed that the few friends I have locally would form bubbles with their own families. I didn't even ask. I didn't talk about it, I didn't even want to think about it . I sat at home, feeling very alone, very sad and more and more angry as days went by. I cherished any contact with friends and family I could get, but at the end of the working week all I really want to do is throw open my doors to my friends and family. Sit on the sofa, talk shit, and have a cuddle. As this week came to a close my son went to stay with his dad and I was home alone. My usual beach walk didn't call to me, and I struggled. Then a dear friend sent me a message and simply asked if I'd formed a bubble. With who I wondered. Form a bubble with us she replied. I'm not going to lie, I

I've been really down this week. I'm not going to hide it. It happens to all of us and as parents we kinda owe it to our children to be honest about that. Show them that it's OK to not be OK, but that we learn self-care and the importance of that. This week for me has been a mix of re-visiting grief, parenting battles and raging hormones. What a combo eh? It wasn't until I took some time for myself yesterday that I realised why things were so bad this week. But now I know, I can deal. Yesterday morning I burst into tears over something that I'd be fine with normally. I calmed myself down, got the school run done and came home and let it all out. Reflecting back on the week and the things that had been on my mind there's no wonder it hit me.  I made the decision to finish work early and just give myself some time and some much needed rest. The sun rose this morning, as it does every day. It's a new day, a new chance, a new opportunity. I've already found