I refer back to a conversation I had this morning with a friend of mine, she’s going to send her step son back to his birth mother and family because they say they have a job for him. It was one of the most difficult decisions she could ever make, but her step son has been out of school for about a year and has been actively seeking work with no hits, so when she found out there was a job available for him on the other side of the country, she was inclined to send him there so he could start making his own way.
She’s always had to make the hard decisions, has always believed that she is not raising children but raising “new adults” her hubby is not very good at making any of the hard decisions, so she’s constantly the bad guy. She cares maybe a little too much about what everyone else thinks of her, and has always tried to please everyone. She knows that her step sons birth mum will take credit for everything wanted about her son, and will blame my friend on everything unwanted. Continue reading “How Can you Overcome Low Self Esteem”
Hi there Ali here,
So I woke up this morning at 5am so I can say goodbye to my other half and let all the animals in. and out, and then I go back to bed to sleep for an hour. I’m not sure why I always do this, but that’s what I do. So I’m up again at 6am, my Dog is jumping all over me now trying to get me up, my cats are all complaining because they want to get fed.
I get up to feed my animals, feed the fish and then have my shower. After my shower, I get my breakfast ready, and while I’m eating breakfast, the meat portion I’ll be eating for lunch is happily cooking away in the frying pan on low heat. After breakfast I check my meat, prepare the salad I’ll be eating with it, check it again, bang it all in a container including my snacks (which usually consists of an apple, a Muesli bar and some nuts) and I prepare my coffee.
While drinking my coffee I’ve put the dog outside, locked all the doors, and packed my gym stuff so I’m ready to walk out the door by 7.20am at the latest. At which time I’ll message my friend to find out how she’s doing. Continue reading “Lifestyle: An Average day”