Trace-Blogs

I'm an introvert mistaken for a snob. I consistently attempt to communicate awkwardly with strangers. I have generalised anxiety. I am a mother to two incredibly good looking, super geniuses. Somewhere on the OCD spectrum. Liberated by the fact that the older you get, the more invisible you are. This means one day soon I will be able to throw away that GHD and stop waxing my eyebrows.

I have been sober for three years.

Oh, and I have no solutions. Just problems.