Distractions
Wednesday 10th January 2024 I woke up today with all excitement that I finally get a proper day off to "myself"; since June 2023. No parcels to deliver, I have enough dinner to last me because I stocked up. Brr it's cold outside. And dinner previously made the night before, so I don't have to bother fight to get into the kitchen of the demonic Step-dad-meanwhile my so-called Mother laughs at what is happening to me. Perfect leftovers-spaghetti bolognaise. So typically, it is an ideal day for me...until. My toxicity of a mother, decides to get her paint kit out as I'm preparing breakfast. Painting the mould in her bathroom. And asks me to hold the paint pot, as I'm already holding a tall glass-which I had previously placed my vitamin c effervescent tablet in (preparing my breakfast) as I'm thinking I need to get back to eat my breakfast. And, as she has no feelings or self-awareness, I held the pot for her. After that, I go downstairs to attempt to eat my