This can be a bleak time of year. For the guys it’s a blur

The pub, office parties. Even if he’s on his own a guy can go into a pub

Chat, enjoy the craic, the cheer. You’re a great fella, so are you, we’re all great fellas

For a woman its different. If she’s on her own, she can’t go into a pub

If she’s married, has kids, can’t go out. Has to be there, feed them

Make sure they have a good Christmas

He is out drinking, where? with who? No straight answer

Sullen indifference

Wish my mom was here, why can’t I go back

Where is he? The one I really want to be with, was happiest with

Have a glass of wine, or two, why not?  everyone else is

Where are you now? Why am I here?

This can be the blackest, bleakest time of year..