Let’s have a moan
Sigh. I dunno. Today I’ve been feeling really fed up, I feel like biting the head off everything that moves but that could be because the samurai swords are attacking my insides for the new few days. A month flies by and they’re back before you know it! Or it could be because my dad is such a pain to live with at times. He’s in one of them moods today where it’s pick-pick-pick. I have worked SO hard this afternoon around the house, done cleaning and washing etc but he’s still picking and it does get me down. Quite often, to be honest.
Everything I’ve done this evening I’ve been waiting for him to criticise, I know him so well I can tell exactly what he is going to say. I’m tired to death of it. Roll on next weekend so I get a break. The more often I get a break the better to help save what’s left of my sanity.
I really wish my counselling appointment wasn’t cancelled on monday. Perhaps I’d feel a bit better now, I dunno. I have quite a bit going on now, and to add there is my uncles funeral next Tuesday in which I am torn whether or not to go because my grandad hates my existence, and always has ever since I was born, when I have done absolutely nothing wrong.
Roll on bedtime. I need a good cry.
Sorry, moany post.