When life serves you a crap sandwich
My mum is currently in hospital. They aren't sure if she has had a heart attack or not. I don't know what to do. I can't go home as I can't afford it.
We also are probably losing our house. After they promised I would never have to be homeless again they sent me a letter about rent arrers which I have desperately been trying to pay. These arrers would never have happened if beurocracy hadn't gotten in the way of our benefits being sorted on time.
I posted the corset I made on eBay but no one seems to want to buy it.
I don't know what to do anymore.
Kirk got in for his resits which means we have to stay living in Aber or I would cut and run but we can't. I have no idea what to do anymore at all.
I just want to sit here and cry. Every situation I am in is a catch 22 situation.
We also are probably losing our house. After they promised I would never have to be homeless again they sent me a letter about rent arrers which I have desperately been trying to pay. These arrers would never have happened if beurocracy hadn't gotten in the way of our benefits being sorted on time.
I posted the corset I made on eBay but no one seems to want to buy it.
I don't know what to do anymore.
Kirk got in for his resits which means we have to stay living in Aber or I would cut and run but we can't. I have no idea what to do anymore at all.
I just want to sit here and cry. Every situation I am in is a catch 22 situation.