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Fearing For Our Future – Another Terrorist Attack

I was woken up this morning to the sound of P2 shouting “Mummy” at 5:30am. This is normal and it’s something that drives me insane every single day. As I got back into bed I checked my phone and there was a notification from our lovely friend in Orlando. She asked if we were all ok and that she was …

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“A victim of domestic abuse”

I don’t think I’ve ever spoke about my past with P1s biological father. I guess because it’s not a very nice topic to talk about. It’s been two years and I think that is what has sparked my need to write about it. When I fell pregnant with P1 at the very young age of fifteen I thought I was …

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The Death Of My Nan 3rd September 2013

Hi Nan, I briefly saw you this morning, I say this morning but now it’s actually yesterday, we joked about how it was half past nine in the morning and you were still in bed. I told you how P1 had got on going into school. Then I left. I didn’t kiss you goodbye like I have been recently as …

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KTM RC8 Stolen!

Today was meant to be a wonderful day. The sun is out, we had plans of going round my Grandparents with the paddling pool, taking my wedding bag along with us and spend some time sorting what we have done and what there’s still to do with my OH. I was excited. All of that has been completely and utterly …

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Why Is Our World Like This?

It sends shivers down my spine to think about yesterday’s events in Woolwich. A solider was brutally murdered. It’s disgusting. The whole situation is disgusting. It always sickens me when people murder. My thoughts go to the families that get effected by that one person who takes it upon themselves to take someone else’s life! I think we are all …

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When Facebook Never Ceases To Surprise

Touchy subject. Upsetting. Disgusting. Disgraceful. Do I really need to go on? Any parent – well any person – would agree with me that there is absolutely no excuse for child abuse. I was a victim of child abuse at just 10 days old by my real dad. This caused my family huge heart ache and long battles with social services. …

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