Stuck at home, ankle bracelet attached, house a mess, bored. Some people come to visit… Which is awesome. Without them would have no food or happiness… But some random girl at 8am in the morning demanding breakfast and coffee when you’re asleep in bed?
Note to self – Start remembering to shut the front door…
Family Court papers need to be done, but have issues with that too . It is so upsetting that taking a million valium and sleeping until my kid is sixteen is a consideration. Right now it is my football teams training. And this… Well… What the hell…
Cannot go to the court in order to get their new requirements for submitting affidavits and the like. My criminal lawyer has all the paper as he used part of it to help get bail. I have to learn to put my foot down. Have two days to file 100 pages and don’t even have the documents that I am supposed to be replying to.
Have finally got appointment to get a Winz benefit... Having no income at all for 7 weeks before this happens is not good.
And then the 0800 EMBail “team” did not answer the Winz ladies telephone advances, so have not been able to confirm any of this. The Electronic Monitoring Bail requires all appointments to be confirmed and approved with days notice.
You know what… ?
(You don’t know what…)
almost guarantee it…
Being a druggy and having no life outside of drugs seems quite attractive just now. You may not deal with life on life’s terms, but at least you’re numb to all the pain.
I am lying in bed, pretty close to throwing in the towel.
Am used to confining myself to this flat to avoid trouble. Now it appears being confined here could result in worse.
Wonder if my old Spiritual Advisor (TM) is still talking to me?
Life is a shambles.
With, or without, the gear.
All these little moods, depression and feelings of being worthless will pass.
The shambles may not.