where_did_my_life_go
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The days are getting shorter and the evenings darker here in england and im finding that i cant face going home after work.
I stay on site at whatever job im on untill the forman kicks me out, im doing so much unpaid overtime i must be making my company a fortune.
I linger about on my way home, walking around motorway services or shopping centres. anything to avoid that house.
There is somthing so wrong about opening the front door to that dark, silent, cold house knowing that another night alone is all that i have in front of me.
I may as well sell the **** place, i only bought it in the vain hope that my children might come and stay with me occasionaly but its becoming very clear that isnt going to happen. The bedrooms i decorated for them sit empty.
i hate the place.
I stay on site at whatever job im on untill the forman kicks me out, im doing so much unpaid overtime i must be making my company a fortune.
I linger about on my way home, walking around motorway services or shopping centres. anything to avoid that house.
There is somthing so wrong about opening the front door to that dark, silent, cold house knowing that another night alone is all that i have in front of me.
I may as well sell the **** place, i only bought it in the vain hope that my children might come and stay with me occasionaly but its becoming very clear that isnt going to happen. The bedrooms i decorated for them sit empty.
i hate the place.