This is a rant/vent post!
This week has been horrendous, we’re going to the Lake District next week (something I’ve wanted to do for over 15 years!)
My gran and my brother have had a big bust up, arguments flying everywhere. I’m at the point after a real shit year of ‘I’ll go on my own then!’
I’m at that point where I just can’t be bothered anymore…Every time there’s an argument of some sort me and mum are dragged into it. I just want a break. No, I need a break.
With my stepdad suffering mental health condition, and practically dying (he’s poisoning himself with alcohol…that’s for another day) my horse being a stallion whom is now moving home to a farm where I’ll be able to visit him yay! I’m still losing my baby boy though! I’m exhausted, I’m grumpy, and to top it off, I’ve gained the WHOLE 5stone that I lost… in half the time. 😡
This week (the whole two days of it) has seen my family tear at the seams. It has seen people say ‘I’m not going. No, I’m not going’ with me going I’M BLOOMING WELL GOING, WHETHER YOU ARE OR NOT!!!
It’s midweek, my gran has said she’s definitely going still. I should be happy. I just don’t want any bitching, I want a peaceful 3 days away. I want to explore the beauty of the Lake District, explore the nature and environment which Beatrix Potter helped preserve. I want all the BS of the past year/first quarter of this year to stop.
Is it too much to ask?
p.s. then I feel guilty, cause there’s lives out there who have it a lot worse than I do.
But hey, that’s life right? We all deal with things differently.