Christine finally touches alcohol, and gives up on herself (for a while), and then decides to pick herself up. Second chances aren't likely to be given when you had given yourself up. Because others just despise you. Why are humans so judgemental, it's creepy.
It just makes me ache when I saw this scene of her waking up in the morning, with her son by her side, taking care of her.
Do we take those beside us for granted at times? Do we knowingly just accept them to help us forever? Goody 2 shoes in us...well that depends innit?
As the sun sets, the moon shall rise. It all sounded too good to be true. At least her son is there for her, and wanting to help (and throwing away a good comfy job in London).
Oh gosh, I just can't stop thinking and feeling sad about it.
Don't we all love Christine, when she's counselling Gabs? How we tend to believe in the lies when it's all been told in a long while. That we believing in our own lies. It hurts when you lies to others, but it gets worse when we starts lying to ourselves. That is just so true at times.
Well, term had ended, for now. Goodbye Nikki, and have fun (and come back soon, missing you already).