Had a crap weekend. Last week I had a stage 3 complaint about my disabled sons disability worker. He was agency staff and totally fucked us both about / over. I have felt overwhelmed with life since plus seem to be in massive debt somehow as I have been sleeping walking through life. Dh is an unsupportive arse.
I'm.going to declutter the shit out of the boys bedroom again tomorrow so at least one thing in my life is normal.
I am so fed up. My friend is going through something horrible and I'm broken but got to support her. So rather than feel desperate I'm going to get angry - with bin bags armed!
I hate my life right now. I hate ASD too. Can I say that? It quite frankly is pissing me off and without it I'd never know about children with disabilities socail workers or about searching England for boarding schools who offer gcses. So done. Let's hope tomorrow is a better week