Just realized how depressed I sound in the last couple of posts. Really, I'm not depressed so much as just angry and confused.
I have a mum who loves me, a wonderful dog who loves me too, and several friends whom I can't wait to tackle when I see them next week.
Plus a roof over my head, enough food that I could burn some and mum & husband wouldn't notice (well, the husband would if I touched the peanuts), and money, which, although not nearly enough to get really good Christmas presents, is sufficient for the satisfactory ones.
Life's really not that bad.
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