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So I've been absent again for a few days.

What I didn't mention in my last entry - on the darling's birthday - is that from that afternoon he has not been in my care. And this is why I've been absent. To.be honest, I'm struggling.

There was an incident the previous night where I was assaulted by my father who we have been living with for three years. After months of Dad becoming more psychologically abusive towards us both, and deciding he had the right to be forceful with my son, scaring him more than hurting him, the assault was the last straw, and I made arrangements to get the darling to his dad for safety. Until I find a new place, move in, and settle, he won't be back in my care. As there is a rental shortage in Melbourne, and I'm a 20something covered in tattoos, I don't anticipate this to happen quickly, though it will be sped up slightly by the fact I will be sharing a place with one of my closest friends.

In the meantime, I am picking up the pieces of my very broken heart, and attempting.to reassemble it. Though this has left me in tears regularly, likewise the friends I have opened up to.

But, I am using this as a catalyst for better things. Getting on my own two feet again after a long time needing support, and truly making life my own. And soon-ish I will have my boy back.