feel free to move or even delete this post........

what a %#@&#! great day, when i wrote this it was 7pm (uk time). i was alone in my bedroom crying......... and i wondered how i got to this point......
so i wrote.....

at 9am i woke and got out of bed, ready for my meeting with my cca ( community care assistent) i put the kettle on to make myself a cup of coffee,
at 9:50am my cca (peter) arrived and we spoke about a lot of things (tv, scooters, poems) ...... just before 11am kath and second oldest step daughter came out of there bedrooms, step daughter went and got the post , i had a letter from DLA, saying i was entitled to more benifit, from the moment i recieved that letter i was on a high.........
my neck was still hurting so i decided not to go swimming today, so about 11:30am we left home to go to the pool to let the bloke from fit for life i would be there next week.
as its kath's and my wedding anniversery tomorrow (16th) we went to the local town to pick up cards and gifts...
at about 1pm we left the town and made our way back home , where i watched tv and kath was on pc.....

still with me ????? quite a dull day so far.............

at 2:30pm we left home to pick kids up from school, we arrived home again about 3:45pm
i went on the computer to post something about my good news (the letter) but i couldnt think of any thing to say so i left it........
my youngest daughter was by this time bugging me for the computer , so i logged off and was about to move , when the phone call came...........
the call that had put me in my bedroom, alone, to scared to face the world.
the call was from social services..... telling us that our oldest daughter how has ADD, had told someone something and was not allowed home...
memories of a few years have come flooding back now, when she told her helpers that i had touched her........ (which with hand on heart im tell you i never did)
at the moment they arebt saying what she has said this time. but im guessing im looking like the bad guy again, just because im a member of this family.
so i am shutting myself away in my bedroom, if no-one is around me then i cant get blamed for anything else...
last time her stories nearly tore this family apart, i dont think im strong enough this time... why does she do this to us...
is it because we dont take her shopping when she wants to go, or is it because we tell her off when she does something wrong. i just fear that when she comes back home this time, i wont have any time for her................
HATE is a strong word and i dont like using it, but at this moment , i hate her...... for putting us though this %#@&#! again.

dec