Forgive Us

dying he and the rest of them mean nothing to me and haven't done for years. I changed my name

e's house in a little one-room granny flat. She is the reason I want to become a social worker. She genuinely seemed to care for people and went above and beyond to help those she could. She would pop over to my little place and check on me, see if I needed groceries or just offer a shoulder to cry on even when I was no longer "her client". She was there when I needed her and I wanted to do that for someone else

y mother. There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of my mother. I know I look like her with my red curly hair, green eyes and pale skin. I am 5ft 7 and a decent shape. I probably could lose a couple of kilos, I

his assessment finished and submitted ca

t and I always like to hand things in early. It's finished, I'm just editing and checking I have answered the

ut). I will be out of there by 4 and start work at 5 pm till 1 am Saturday and then I can sleep as long as I like if I don't have any assessments due. Saturday I work a 10-hour shif

d his number already on my phone but he clearly showed he is going to keep calling me until I listen to

d had no one to turn to for help when my mum died. They turned to each other while pushing me out. My so-called father took pleasure in hurting me and told me every chan

t was threatened within an inch of my life and put into hospital by my father for the 2nd time. I'm glad he is dying and I will not shed a single tear when he takes his last breath. Is that hars

se I need some sleep. Fuck Asher for calling me and bringing this up now. I'm such an idiot for getting caught up in thos