This time of year has me remembering Christmases gone by. I don't remember happy times. I remember feeling worthless as my father was drunk and caused a scene at the table. I remember being disappointed at not getting the Sindy doll and horse I wanted. My father spent all the wages on alcohol. I remember my ex partner drinking morning to night and me walking on egg shells to keep the peace. I remember no gift from him, he claimed he didn't have time or enough money to buy that expensive perfume I liked. In reality, he did. He spent a fortune on drink, cigarettes, cannabis and new clothes to wear round to parties at new year.
It's a relief to be away from those situations. However being a single parent doesn't bring in the income I would like to earn to be a but more selfish and treat myself.
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