Oh Sostenueto, bless yer cotton socks, its so strange isnt it? to be so bloody wound up, infuriated, teary, angry, upset, by something that should not affect us, I seriouslyhave had a rough few years with people dying on me, esp my mum.
And my mum brought up my brother with severe cp, she never had time for us, he died when he was 14, they had to make the decision about life support, one said yes, the other said no,they ended it for him anyway.
Then all their time was spent greiving, so we diddnt get a look in either, never realised till I grew up, a couple of years ago I had a few drink, got on the phone to her and asked her why she never loved us, she explained, I mean I knew, but I had aright go at her, it was like years of resentment came out.
She died a year later and good god did I feel guilty, dont get me wrong there was so much shit inbetween.................