Gossgossgoss9888
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There’s so many in Liverpool yet I’ve only seen one once and it’s on the way back to the motorway after the match - it was so busy we couldn’t get across that side of the carriageway to get to it I’ll know for October - wonder if I can convince my dad to stop if they are that good
Are you local to me, or will that be adding another couple of hundred mines on to my round trip
I just love cinnamon - not as much as Everton or Bae, but probably the same amount as RLF (who has actually just said, “would have rather than had a cinnamon swirl than an egg butty this morning” - this is why we’re MFEO)
Mmmmm could you and @WylieWyles and even @cobette all go and get Cinnabons for me today please and take photos and write a review which will probably actually be like some sort of porn for me
Do you have a crisis team that you could talk to in your area? That could provide a bit of support until you get back on your feet so to speak?
There is, my GP gave me their number last time. But it's not a crisis, I'm not in danger, and all my records have the wrong address and I can't have them turning up at my parents' house.
Now I want a cinnamon bun
If you need to offload, we're here to listen
Not much to offload about tbh.
Just pure, directionless, reasonless, pointless depression. Hours of blankness mixed in with hours of crying.
Can't do anything. Been reading you lot's posts here, and listening to sad songs, and that's about it. Nothing is interesting.
Got to be in the office again all week this week and it's been harder and harder to make it in. Doesn't help that the person I'm training is perceptive and on a few occasions last week was asking if I was okay, saying I'd been quiet. Am struggling to balance not having the energy to pretend to be happy with not having the energy to explain that I'm not.
Just want to hibernate.
Just pure, directionless, reasonless, pointless depression. Hours of blankness mixed in with hours of crying.
Can't do anything. Been reading you lot's posts here, and listening to sad songs, and that's about it. Nothing is interesting.
Got to be in the office again all week this week and it's been harder and harder to make it in. Doesn't help that the person I'm training is perceptive and on a few occasions last week was asking if I was okay, saying I'd been quiet. Am struggling to balance not having the energy to pretend to be happy with not having the energy to explain that I'm not.
Just want to hibernate.