The ex came to visit the children.
He called me Mrs N.. when he greeted me.
I told him I’m Ms, thank you very much.
I really wish we didn’t have queues in which you wait for four hours or more at the Dept of Home Affairs. If we didn’t, I’d have removed N… as soon as possible.
The rest is rinse and repeats it’s 23:43 and I’m awake because of Twin B.
11 year old sister self harming. She said she will hate me if I send her to a psych ward. But I can’t keep her and her siblings. One has to go. Siblings vs one child. Also, honestly, for my sake too. She’s been even more clingy and it grates on me because I’m also scared of her at the same time. I wish I could just lock my bedroom door and not have to deal with her for some hours.
It’s hard, walking on eggshells. I’m sure the roof is shocked at how often she’s up there. Her fingers will get infected from the cuts. It’s a mess. An absolute mess.
At least changing your name is a possibility. Changing served PDA and we’ve PMDD? Impossible. Only God…
Why is he even calling you that?!!! is it his way of saying you still hold his name, disgusting.
Poor you, if only Ammy could understand that your taking her to a psych ward was for her own safety and the safety of those around her, she would not have said that.
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