The nature of my job means I am there to listen. And listen I do! I would like to believe I am a good listener. I listen enough! I love listening!
But sometimes I think, what about me? When will someone really listen to me? Not just start to listen and then make the conversation about them again, but really listen and let me have my 5 minute whinge.
I had a shit start to the weekend, really fucking shit. One that involved police, giving statements and a lot of very ugly tears and quite a bit of snotty tears as well!
But my babies came home for the weekend and made it all better. Now they have gone back to Uni again and my heart hurts really badly. I miss them already.
Tomorrow I will wake up and feel a little bit more human again and a little less woe is me. In the mean time I will continue to sulk and whinge and cry and rest my head on my Husband's shoulder. I might even wipe my snotty nose and tears on the puppy- if she isn't pissing in the carpet! #whataboutme #missmykids #feelingshit