Needing help in the night

There are times when I need help during the night. Thankfully, not too often though. That said, when I do, it always makes me feel a bit of a failure as a adult, because I feel like, at the age of 24, I should be able to sort myself out if I’m ill or have fallen over.

There’ve been a few times in the last couple of months when I’ve had to wake my mum or my boyfriend up. Like last week for example…

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