Have been on holiday. I started feeling rough Tuesday. Yesterday and Wednesday was dire. Slightly better today but still feel shaky and sorry for myself.
But I just feel so totally alone. And I'm conscious I'm complaining a lot but the reason is I just don't have anybody else I can talk to.
Husband and son have both been beyond horrible. Husband improved slightly (he's always brilliant when I'm ill to give him his due) but he was horrible before I got ill and now seems to think being nice when I'm ill is enough to cancel out being horrible before 
Daughter screaming and having one tantrum after another after another. It's the age I know but I'm exhausted.
I have no family and my mum has been dead for more years than I knew her but my God if I ever needed a mum it was now I think. Except I don't actually have a clue what being loved or cared for by your mum feels like. I know I'm not alone in this but ...
I do have a few good friends but I don't want to bore them and for various reasons they are focused on themselves. One friend has been under a cloud of negativity for ages. It actually brings me down when I'm with her. Another moved abroad about six months ago and I REALLY miss her.
On the plus side the cottage we are staying in has cats but it's sad that a cat I don't even know is bringing me more contentment than my own family and friends. And I just don't know what to do about it.