They need to open their eyes , get out of Inch’s arse
They need to open their eyes , get out of Inch’s arseThe comments on the grid are making me feel nauseous!
trigger warning PND
I had PND with my first- bordering on puerperal psychosis. I used to lie in bed and spend hours plotting whether to kill myself and leave the baby to be found or kill her then myself. One day my sister had to come and pick up me my daughter and my half roasted chicken and take us to stay at hers until she could get me to the dr. I literally couldn’t eat and I used to take my baby to the phone box at the end of my road to ring the Samaritans (late 90’s no mobiles) I used to panic from Friday at 5pm when I knew the health visitors had gone home until Monday am when they were back. It was horrific and I was about 7 stone (I am a size 18 now 3 more kids and 20 plus years and a very happy marriage later)
this tend anxiety stuff enrages me. I am very lucky that my mum and my sister rallied round and I met my amazing husband when my daughter was 2. I am still on medication (I had PND with number 3 as well) and my youngest is nearly 13. She has got SUCH a platform to help women and men struggling but she dicks around without a care in the world. Boils my gizzard
There’s a lot more than 15 people there judging by all the table and chairs, it looks more like a wedding, so fucking over the top for a baby shower!That’s an awful lot of food for a table set for 15, well 14 because we know Hinch won’t eat it. That’s so over the top. Obscene in fact
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Thank you for sharing that with ustrigger warning PND
I had PND with my first- bordering on puerperal psychosis. I used to lie in bed and spend hours plotting whether to kill myself and leave the baby to be found or kill her then myself. One day my sister had to come and pick up me my daughter and my half roasted chicken and take us to stay at hers until she could get me to the dr. I literally couldn’t eat and I used to take my baby to the phone box at the end of my road to ring the Samaritans (late 90’s no mobiles) I used to panic from Friday at 5pm when I knew the health visitors had gone home until Monday am when they were back. It was horrific and I was about 7 stone (I am a size 18 now 3 more kids and 20 plus years and a very happy marriage later)
this tend anxiety stuff enrages me. I am very lucky that my mum and my sister rallied round and I met my amazing husband when my daughter was 2. I am still on medication (I had PND with number 3 as well) and my youngest is nearly 13. She has got SUCH a platform to help women and men struggling but she dicks around without a care in the world. Boils my gizzard
Stacey's a massive weirdo aswell tbfI dunno why Stacey wants to be associated with her, it’s very strange. She’s so robotic and strange
Poor kids never get out & go somewhere fun , feel for Ronnie so much. It would help him so much with socialising & communicatingIf she went to her kids, kids do, then Ron would have had a lovely play and mingle with some other little ones. So fun for your son, and being there for a friend.
But no. Little miss I want the limelight has to be seen with the famous peeps. Bitch.
I don't have children, but I still go to my best friends kiddies birthday party's. I'm not keen on being the (what I feel like) weirdo in the corner with no children at a kids party, but I go because she wants me there and I love her kids. I wouldn't dream of fobbing her off for someone else who I barely know!
fun fact my sister is also a Tattler!Thank you for sharing that with us
I’m so glad your sister was there at the right time.
Thank you also for the trigger warning xxx
I would never judge anyone else's struggle as we all react differently but I suffered from serious PND (along with anxiety) twice and could barely leave the house. I still find it costs a lot of energy to see people and am not up for large gatherings or parties. Even if I had the time for hobbies and outings, I couldn't have done it with a small baby and toddler.Deffo agree , she wouldn’t know what’s that’s like struggling wise
Aww welcomefun fact my sister is also a Tattler!
So glad you're feeling better now! PND is a bitch which can strike anyone in any way. IF (and I mean this is a huge IF) Hinch was/is suffering from it I feel bad for her, I really do. But why why whyyyyy would no one around her..the seemingly hundreds of family members and friends who treat her like a porcelain princess not helped her and told her to get off the gram whilst she recovers?trigger warning PND
I had PND with my first- bordering on puerperal psychosis. I used to lie in bed and spend hours plotting whether to kill myself and leave the baby to be found or kill her then myself. One day my sister had to come and pick up me my daughter and my half roasted chicken and take us to stay at hers until she could get me to the dr. I literally couldn’t eat and I used to take my baby to the phone box at the end of my road to ring the Samaritans (late 90’s no mobiles) I used to panic from Friday at 5pm when I knew the health visitors had gone home until Monday am when they were back. It was horrific and I was about 7 stone (I am a size 18 now 3 more kids and 20 plus years and a very happy marriage later)
this tend anxiety stuff enrages me. I am very lucky that my mum and my sister rallied round and I met my amazing husband when my daughter was 2. I am still on medication (I had PND with number 3 as well) and my youngest is nearly 13. She has got SUCH a platform to help women and men struggling but she dicks around without a care in the world. Boils my gizzard
Oh I don’t follow the sister so I didn’t see the chairs for those not deemed worthy of the top table. Well over the topThere’s a lot more than 15 people there judging by all the table and chairs, it looks more like a wedding, so fucking over the top for a baby shower!
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