I felt absolutely zero pity for her this morning. Not one single little morsel of pity. She can go and swivel on her egg chair. Her anxiety is a lot of BS. Girls probably never had a hard day in her life, been a princess and Molly coddled from day dot. My dad died a few months ago very very suddenly from cancer, 3 members of my extremely small family are all battling cancer right now, I can't sleep worth a
duck unless I dope myself up on pills from the doctor, I'm not depressed but my mood is low as
duck, I've to start back to work in a couple weeks even though I'm nowhere near ready for it because I can't afford for my wages to drop... and this
bleeping trumpet Mrs hinch is crying cause the sun have printed an article on her and aren't rimming her arse any more. Yeah okay then! Anxiety my arse. All the
bleeping best sophie love. Rant over
I don't see any of those things. I see a happily married couple in their first home, with their first pet and expecting their first child, having a laugh together and killing it financially. Jamie clearly dotes on her. I guess sometimes it's easy to project? I'd never leap from, he wasn't sick they had a row. That's just weird.
I disagree with her practises massively, but I'd never wish a broken home on them. Some of these posts leave a bad taste in my mouth.
Agreed. He worships her, it's obvious to see. Even if he does sound nippy from time to time, we all get nippy with our other halves