For the majority of this year, every time I've come onto my laptop to write something, I've very swiftly given up and decided to do something else. I don't know if it's a lack of creative spark or just a general sense of nothing mattering enough to be bothered. I accepted this week that I'd hit a wall mentally. After being on furlough for the majority of the year, my role was made redundant, and I haven't been getting far with my job search. I took some time to process this, I've eaten plenty of comfort food, I've had some days where I've vegetated, and I've binged watched just about every series I possibly can on Netflix. I know that I'm not alone in my circumstances and compared to others, I am reasonably lucky. Diversion - I actively try not to compare myself to others as I'm biased in favour of others so will always find a way to come off worse, but I do know that there are people who have it far worse than I at the moment. ...