hmmmm where do i start?
since the age of 12 ive been in and out of care homes. which,was crap,but in a way ok because i always had people around me, someone to talk to and basically not a care in the world.
when i was 14, i met my ex p, moved in together when i was 16, and thats when i realised that i hated growing up. he used to kick me about, emotionally bully me and make me hate myself.
i finally plucked up the courage to leave him and met my dp.
it has been a whirlwind romance to say the least. i moved in with him straight away, i got pg about a month and half after we met!
things were going great up until about august this year. dp got made redundant and has so far, had no luck with finding another job, niether have i. we are really starting to struggle now though, we can barely afford to pay our mortgage every month, nevermind afford the bills, shopping etc etc
we havent even got central heating and i feel so so guilty. its not fair on her that the house is always so cold and she has to wear gloves inside just to try and keep warm.
i feel terrible thinking about what a shit start to life she has had and its breaking my heart.
i dont know why ive even wrote this. i guess i just needed to write it all down.
i dont mind if i dont get any replys and im sorry for telling you all this