Ok, so I'm new to this blogging world (I may have had a live journal in my youth, but that doesn't really count... Honest!), so I'm still trying to get to grips with the 'type' that I want to be.
I'd like to help people in some way - but I don't think that this in itself is a big deal.
I'd like to be witty and funny and stylish - but again, does this make my blog a Kathryn blog? Or just a show off blog? The blogs I read on a regular basis give something of their personality in the writing, in the photographs, in the admissions. They are ultimately honest.
Honest. There we go, I'd like to be an honest blog - not brutally so, but politely so, cajoling people into being better.
Honestly, I've had a weird couple of days. Meeting footballers yesterday (my company sponsors the Home Nations, so had a little visit from one or two players!). But today, today I had a break down at my desk... Tears, the whole lot. Once I'd managed to escape the office, I then sobbed on someones shoulder.
Why? Because what someone said to me, hurt. And I mean really hurt. But as with most, it was the last in a long line of put downs. Of snide comments. Of undermining. And I'd had enough. The breakdown was not really about that individual, and what they said, but the whole lot...
At school, people would say ignore them, don't rise to it. But at work, when there is little that can be done to escape it, it is a lot harder. And you reckon that you're older, you should be able to live with it.
You know what? You don't have to. I don't have to. And I won't.
Much love my lovelies,