Shattered

The Obsessive Diary · Nov 28, 2025 · 5m

It’s been useful having the memoir to republish over the last month because in that time two relationships have shattered. That makes three this year, if death can be called a shattering, although my relationship to my mother now, six months on since she left, feels more whole than it ever did. So I don’t count it, except if the frame is a fundamental repositioning of foundational connections, in which case I very much do. So that makes three.

My mother died. Fine. It was always going to happen and when it did she shuck off the armour that had kept her a distant, unassailable stranger and…