This week started off well enough, but yesterday s**t hit the fan in a BIG way.
It doesn’t all relate to me, so will keep the details to myself, but this relates to my mental health and indirectly to my son.
Furious about the whole thing, but I am not alone.
Every time I start to pick myself back up, s**t like this happens.
This time is different, this time we jumped on this as a family, we talked about it, tried to find solutions, talked to the relevant people and came up with an action plan. My wife (the Mighty Rosie) said as we left the house this morning. “This fight isn’t over.”
“It’s not a fight” I replied, fight means that the other side has a chance of winning.
I am angry, but for the first time in a while, fire is the fuel of the car, not the driver.
Whatever I have to do to take care of my family, I will do and woe betide anyone who gets in the way of that.
A more aggressive post that usual, but am angry and want that anger out of me.
But because anger is not the biggest part of me, here’s something to giggle at.
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Never for a moment think you are alone in this X individually we are good as a team damn fucking amazing X
The sooner people learn that I protect what’s mine as in u and boy the easier life will be X