I feel like complete and utter hell. I've had an allergic reaction to something, and look like hell. I'm not sure if it's hayfever, or something else. But right now, I have the 'orrible puffy eyes, my eczema has flared back up, and my nose is like a damn tap.
While I was running DS's bath, he came running through and asked me to clean his foot. Turns out he'd shat on my jeans, which he'd knocked off the ironing pile. And trod in it.
Add to that, his useless sperm donor father hasn't phoned ONCE, or texted, or whatever since DS and I returned from visiting his parents at the beginning of the month. Not heard a word from any of them. Is that really how fucking little they care about DS? I haven't had credit to call them, or text them. At all. Would it hurt them to put the effort in and make a phone call?
I've also found out I've failed the first year of Uni. I can retake the failed modules, but I feel utterly shit to have screwed this up. AIBU to just want to curl up and cry?