Not the best of days/weeks/months

It’s not been the best of times recently and today has just tipped me over the edge.

I struggle as I’ve talked about before with the responsibility of being a carer. I feel the weight of doing right by my daughter, by all my children so very much.

At the moment I’m trying to get her the help and support she needs to not only do well at GCSE but to be able to do A levels. Did you know there is no at home provision from the local authorities for A levels? It only goes up to GCSE. Disabled kids apparently don’t need to have a future or a right to university.

I have a few leads to follow on that and hopefully will get somewhere. But sometimes the fight just exhausts me. I am determined that her disabilities won’t stop her from achieving what she can but by god the world isn’t making it easy. Then there’s her upcoming surgery which makes me sick with worry.

Throw on top of that a few large unexpected bills (there’s the holiday savings gone) a parking mistake that led to a ticket and people being generally mean and I’m just done. I really do try to remain positive and count our blessings but right now I honestly just want to cry, curl up in bed for a week and be left alone.

I wish the universe would occasionally just give us a break.

Author: samrkelly

"Mostly harmless"

One thought on “Not the best of days/weeks/months”

  1. hi sorry your having a bad time at the moment, you are allowed to feel like this sometimes, it’s normal, then the sun will be out and things will feel better and manageable again, I wish you all the best and will be thinking of you and your family, good luck and God bless you πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘β€πŸ‘Š

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