WHO SAID LIFE WAS GOING TO BE EASY in WHO'S LIFE IS THIS ANYWAY

  • Sept. 21, 2021, 7:10 a.m.
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After posting yesterday how i felt (and making a tit of myself) i do feel a little bit better not much but i bit
You see i thought that when i hit 50 things would calm down and be a little more relaxed how ever as we all know that’s not been the case

Along with the events of the pandemic last year i found myself ending up being a key worker
We all work long hard hours with next to nothing trying to feed ware house staff so that they could get the food out to the supermarkets
We all queued in line at shops. Masked up when ever we went out and kept our distance from our fellow man and woman
We were all in and out of lock downs we didn’t know if we were coming or going

This year i and my fellow colleges found our selves with our hours cut one lost their job and one walked a lovely thank you from a multi million pound company for all our hard work last year we still kept the money rolling in they cut our hours

As a result i seem to be working more hours than i did before they cut my hours
Everybody is tired worn out and fucked off
Management is a waist of time because they wont put them selves to help because why should they when you have staff to carry the extra load

While all this is cracking off at work i have to deal with a partner who complains i spend way too much time at work has mood swings and temper tantrums and more of a relationship with his xbox than he dose with me
Although he work 15hrs a week he makes no effort to help round the house or walk the dog
Both my Adult kids still live at home and both work but while one helps round the house the other sits and games all day when he isnt at work
At least i am bless with kids who are working

I think what i am trying to say is while i am trying to hold everything together
Clean house bills payed food on the table go to work
I just feel like i am being hit from all side im either stressed from work or stressed from home or both and others moan and complain about how they feel about life i have to carry on like nothing has happened because god forbid i moan or rock the boat

And i wonder why i feel the way i do


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