I really resonate with the comments about her holidays. When I was little, I had a shit life and so did my mum, she was always depressed. But she would book a holiday every year and talk about it every day with us constantly, it was like the only thing that gave us a little bit of excitement in our lives. She racked up mountains of debt and went bankrupt. Most years we would go and she would still be depressed when we got there and it was rubbish. But when we got home the cycle just started again, counting down to the next shite holiday. I’m not saying that is why Robbo does it, but it just reminds me of it so much. She should focus on making herself happier in the moment and not always needing something to count down to.