I’m not sleeping, I hate eating steamed vegetables, I’m exhausted, fed up, ANGRY, hurt, done in, upset, outraged and you know what? I fucking GIVE UP.
45 years, 25 houses, 52 jobs, abused, bullied, ripped off, betrayed, traumatised, blamed…the list seems endless for my life.
This is me drawing my line in the sand and saying no more.
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