I am in my 40’s, working as a nurse with one child and husband and am just scraping by each month. I am so sick of the effort at work to come out each month with nothing to put aside for a rainy day or even to go buy some trainers or clothes. I don’t work any overtime as I can’t due to some medical issues and I’m just managing to work my allocated shifts as it is without making things worse for myself. I’m dreading Christmas and I’ve just really had enough of the constant drudgery now. This isn’t how I thought my life would be at this age. I see friends around me decorating, renovating or going on holidays and I can only dream of that now. I know there’s worse off but I can’t help but feel bitter at the world.