I had promised my son a treat today, usually a cupcake, what normally happens is my partner goes and picks it up, but that is not what happened today.
Today I had to go and pick it up, being the mature adult I am, I took my son. Had a full blown panic attack in the shop and ended up crying.
Yep today I did adulting shitly.
Still trying to calm down, now I am at home, what I want to do is go back to bed, what my son wants to do is play paw patrol.
Guess I will be playing paw patrol.
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Sounds like you’re dealing with it pretty well.
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Not much else I can do, with a five year old running round the place
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You’re doing a great job. Sending so much positive energy your way!
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thank you so much xxxx
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such a debilitating illness 😦 day to day must be so tough for you.
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It can be, going anywhere needs a lot of planning
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