Yep, told my friend at work I'm going to have a sickie tomorrow. Will say upset stomach or something, but I need to be able to have a good cry without children around. Oh and I need to see LM. Don't care if it's only ten minutes, just want a proper hug off him.
Bloody mother starts off at me today,"What's wrong with you then?". Erm, guess. Actually, to be fair, I've not been like this in years. So odd.