This morning, I was meant to be at work but rang in sick. I feel really quite panicky at things a lot of the time right now and I feel very, very trapped.
I hate where I live. I have really awful memories, connected with schooldays - I hate moaning about bullying but sometimes I do feel as if I'm having to relive it all through living so close to people who once made my life hell - to problems with my own family and being thrown out, made homeless and so on. I would like to move, but where we live is pretty cheap and I'm just not sure if we could afford somewhere else and find jobs.
I want a baby but am also terrified of being a really awful mum. I have a horrendous 'history' and I'm sure if I shared even half of it people would say I shouldn't have a child. But I want to experience being a parent so much.
I just feel like I'm trapped in my job, my home, my life.