Regular poster feeling ashamed.
Balifs at the door yesterday did not let them in and am trying to sort the mess out. Have been living a destructive lifestyle for a while now as well as the ocassional sh incident. Have I compltly fucked up for me and the kids? DH is giving me the silent treatment.
I am scared to be at home but don't handle crowds well so am sitting here in a panic feeding the kids crap whilst they watch telly.
Just want to start running and never stop.