I've just had a look back at these posts. They are almost all bitter and angry. I'm not all the time, but I am every time I post here.

Probably M left cos I'm bitter and angry? Probably M shouldn't have been born.

Yesterday the guy who has just been promoted to as new head of all our companies in Europe gave a bit of a talk to my part of the company. I already knew a lot of it. It didn't make it any the less facinating. He has done A LOT with his life. A lot of it amazing, a lot of it really interesting.

He is funny, charismatic, highly-intelligent, fluent in languages you wouldn't expect, a caring father to 4 kids, driven, rich, a bit of an Eco-warrior hippy at times and also pretty damn gorgeous. (Married. Of course :o)

He's only 44.

And where am I at 37?
Exactly.

Still, at least I'm not M.
Driveling on about how I'm being unfair to insist on him having proper accomodation for our son because he can only earn 210 a week.
WANKER.

What does that make me? I married the dick.






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Has already Eaton

Ha ha hahahahahaha! :))))))

(White coats enter stage left :o)


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Enough

Fucking fed up and at the end of my tether. Beyond it probably.
Don't come anywhere near me unless you want to get screamed and sworn at. If I could kick people in the teeth I probably would.


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Sobering fact

Despite what people say, nobody really cares about what you're going through but yourself,
most people say they'd love to help but don't,
and those very, very few that would, you can't get to when you need them most.


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I'm having trouble coping

On my own I'd be fine. No probs. Moderate stress. I'd get over it, I'd be alright.

Me plus The Baby. That's so hard. Full time job, not enough time, not enough sleep, maximum stress. So much so I'm beginning to feel permanently nauseous. Al this also means I cry at absolutely anything.

And that's with my family around. In April they're all going abroad. And M is moving away in April too.

Just me, The Baby (a more and more energetic baby), and my full time job and permanent nauseating stress. For 2 weeks.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't dreading it.


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Location:Sofa

I need a cuddle.


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I have just...

...started reading a book that I have a strong suspicion I'm going to love so much that the frustration of not having written it myself will make me cry. Like The Time Traveler's Wife all over again.


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Location:The bed