God. (Again this is outing if anyone I know is on here) but I really need to stop watching this woman.
Sheās even blocked me so why do I nose on her on Gramster only to feel rubbish
Iāve just had a breakdown in my room. My laptop needed fixing this week, holiday cancelled due to Thomas Cook going in to administration (Iām not making any fuss about this and just keep thinking of TC staff), my youngest isnāt well, my service userās baby was removed from her care this week as sheās chosen to stay with the perp, Iāve had new referrals which meant I had to cancel some meeting today, letting x2 women down, itās my late grandadās birthday today (he raised me so more like dad), and Iām due on! And caught the youngestās cold
Iāve been accepted for a new role, which starts next week - Iāve also got my PhD review and Iām breaking down because thereās too many plates to juggle.
Iāve taken credit cards to pay for child care. The holiday was that light at the end of the tunnel. My house is embarrassing in need of decorating and a bloody mess today. Laundry everywhere.
And hereās R dressed up, with J, enjoying a meal. How many of us did that recently? Yesterday she couldnāt get a trolley out. She sent her kids to school without a lunch last week. She shows her childrenās texts to the world. What after these royalties have run out? What after this second book?
Iām jealous. I really am. Iām on my arse trying to make ends meet. Iām drained between vulnerable women, trying to find grants for one, a home for another, food parcel for another. I couldnāt afford another baby. She snapped at him yesterday and today she wants another. She wants a small holding and more animals. I have women who canāt find a home because landlords wonāt accept a dog.
Sheās so far removed from those very people who she claims to work for. And her friend just posted saying R has done something kind - so I guess monetary gift or something? Why not put it into a fund for vulnerable women?
Anyway, Iām off to have a cry in the bath.