I think everyone could use a lighthearted/happy story right now so here goes:
At the beginning of the pandemic I went through some painful personal stuff and would often go out at night for long walks because no one was around and I couldnβt sleep anyway. One night I was walking
(2) my children are going without seeing their grandparents, cousins and friends at nursery and really struggling. My mental health is struggling and Iβm going without my support network (other than texts/calls). But some people still cannot fucking control themselves!
Makes me SO angry still seeing people having BBQs with half the neighbourhood!! I would do anything to see my mum (a key worker) my Dad (who has cancer) and my siblings, nieces, nephews and friends! But I havenβt left the house in 6 weeks other than a few morrisons trips (1)
Both my children have barely napped today and now they are both miserable and crying hysterically because I cut the crust off Teds toast ππ»ββοΈ roll on 6:30 when I get to leave for rounders and they are Grandmas problem π