It's been a hard week. I hate hard weeks.
Not helped with the great news of the birth and subsequent naming of children of friends of mine. Also not helped by the miracle pregnancy and birth of twins for a comedian I once worked with.
I really feel so happy for them, but a part of me is always angry and jealous. I try so hard to tell myself that I'm better off this way, without the worries, being able to spend my money on whatever I feel like, all that kind of thing. But, it hurts.
Other than that, it's been just plain hard.