As time goes by and there’s no response from
Devon, I’m
becoming increasingly stressed.
It was an effort, but at least I managed to
get some stories recirculated today. I’ve been very lax with this lately. I
noted with some surprise that I hadn’t sent anything to The Weekly News for
three months. It just goes to show the state I’ve been in.
When I read a piece on ELFM last night
about Mum and how her solicitor prevented me from registering her EPA, I almost
broke down half way through. It’s hard to keep my emotions under any kind of
control at the moment because they’re so near the surface. I jump every time
the phone rings.
I’ve spent my life being nice to everyone.
Having to stand firm doesn’t come easy to me.
It’s been pouring all day. I’m out AGAIN
tonight. Going to a friend’s for a drink and a chat. She says she has a really
good solicitor, but I’m hoping it doesn’t come to that. I want this to end.
Soon.
I want my life back.
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