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from January to Now has been more hellish than normal compared to these last 2 years.
From january to april my dad has been in hospital every single month. I've been the one to deal with it every single month. he's now on a Ventilator instead of his normal inhalers. and recently me and my brother have had to drag the bed downstairs for him because he cannot handle the stairs.
The BCP Council were meant to be putting in a new banister in for him to get up the stairs. they put a bit of wood in the wall but said the wall could not support it as soon as they put it in. they tried a second time and said the same thing. I told them that there was a large piece of sterdy timber that held our staircase up. I reccomended that they screw steel bars into it and place a banister on top. do you know what they said? "Oh no, we can't do that". because god forbid that the lazy bastards do any actual fucking work.
They also sent nurses over to evaluate if mum could come home. because the house was a bit of a mess they decided no.
Also the BCP council have meant to send over a replacement carer to look after dad for almost 2 years at this point. yet the lazy fuckers have done nothing. yet again. because god forbid that the lazy bastards do any actual fucking work.
Not to mention that i had no idea that the council tax was unpaid for 2 years. yet BCP council sent letter after letter. if they were as quick at doing their job as they were at sending tax demands I'd actually respect them instead of wanting to see them buckle under the weight of their own greed.
These near 2 years have been the icing on the cake of living with alcoholics since 2004. we're talking fights, police visits, drunk driving. you name it it's probably happened. I've lost count at this point.
All this accumulated last month when I finally snapped at work. not in a violent fit of rage but the image you see above you. i broke down and cried. not in a bedroom but at work. I've got no idea if it was a mental breakdown or not. not that the UK cares. their mental health record is shocking to put it simply.
to paraphrase Denji from Chainsaw Man. "All I wanted was a normal life. I can't even have that."
From january to april my dad has been in hospital every single month. I've been the one to deal with it every single month. he's now on a Ventilator instead of his normal inhalers. and recently me and my brother have had to drag the bed downstairs for him because he cannot handle the stairs.
The BCP Council were meant to be putting in a new banister in for him to get up the stairs. they put a bit of wood in the wall but said the wall could not support it as soon as they put it in. they tried a second time and said the same thing. I told them that there was a large piece of sterdy timber that held our staircase up. I reccomended that they screw steel bars into it and place a banister on top. do you know what they said? "Oh no, we can't do that". because god forbid that the lazy bastards do any actual fucking work.
They also sent nurses over to evaluate if mum could come home. because the house was a bit of a mess they decided no.
Also the BCP council have meant to send over a replacement carer to look after dad for almost 2 years at this point. yet the lazy fuckers have done nothing. yet again. because god forbid that the lazy bastards do any actual fucking work.
Not to mention that i had no idea that the council tax was unpaid for 2 years. yet BCP council sent letter after letter. if they were as quick at doing their job as they were at sending tax demands I'd actually respect them instead of wanting to see them buckle under the weight of their own greed.
These near 2 years have been the icing on the cake of living with alcoholics since 2004. we're talking fights, police visits, drunk driving. you name it it's probably happened. I've lost count at this point.
All this accumulated last month when I finally snapped at work. not in a violent fit of rage but the image you see above you. i broke down and cried. not in a bedroom but at work. I've got no idea if it was a mental breakdown or not. not that the UK cares. their mental health record is shocking to put it simply.
to paraphrase Denji from Chainsaw Man. "All I wanted was a normal life. I can't even have that."
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Life's getting rougher and rougher as we get older and older. the beautiful lie we were sold is being pulled away and we see that our generation doe snot have much of a future to look forward to as the old men continue to try and bleed as much as they can before they go on there way to make sure it's stored in a new generation of people that have their values so the cycle continues.
I'm sorry you have been suffering, I can't offer anything but condolences and friendship and a shoulder if you ever need it.
Cry if you must, there is no shame in tears. But never give up please. Fight, kick, scratch, bite, shit and piss on this world as much as you have to to get through it.
I'm sorry you have been suffering, I can't offer anything but condolences and friendship and a shoulder if you ever need it.
Cry if you must, there is no shame in tears. But never give up please. Fight, kick, scratch, bite, shit and piss on this world as much as you have to to get through it.
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