Some close family bought me flowers and sent a card.
Thank god no-one bought a bottle of champagne!
Some people who admired what I was doing, said congrats by text.
My ex who was not my ex then but deserved to be said I was a sham because I took the odd paracetamol (you guys call it Tylenol - don't think I have spelt it right) which was sad.
Second year no-one batted an eyelid.
No-one gave a hoot, no-one remembered.
I preferred it that way I think.
I see myself having 2 lives.
A life here at SR and a another life with people who don't know that side to me xx