Am I a bad mother?

S Diary Entry 2 September 2003 My mother said she didn’t do anything, achieve anything because she had us kids to look after and hold her back. Do I use my children as a mental stumbling block, an excuse. Mother’s don’t achieve things because they should be too busy taking care of their children’s needs so that their children can go out and achieve great … Continue reading Am I a bad mother?

It’s “self esteem” night at my support group. FFS!

From: J Date: 16 September 2002 12:44 To: S Subject: a big smooch…It will be a complete disaster Hey Sis. How are you? What are you doing? Me, I’ve been busy as hell. Paige’s back in town, so I spent Friday lunch with her, then we met up for dinner with Kacey who’s also in town only for a week (she’s been in London for … Continue reading It’s “self esteem” night at my support group. FFS!

My workmates have about as much sensitivity as a Russian condom.

Monday, 22 May 1995  1:38pm Dear Sis, Howdy.  I thought of you on the tram this morning.  A pregnant lady was sitting opposite me, rubbing her belly with this secretive smile.  It was a bit creepy to tell you the truth.  Then the tram conductor sat diagonally opposite me and started talking to himself as he leafed through the form guide.  He didn’t ask for … Continue reading My workmates have about as much sensitivity as a Russian condom.

I am suspicious of eerily firm and colorful mangoes.

J’s Diary Entries for Nov 1994 Wed 16 Nov 1994 – Went into the city, by myself, and say Oliver Stone’s new flick “Natural Born Killers”.  I was a bit disappointed, it had some valid points to make about media & violence and childhood & violence but it was lost in all the flashiness.  Tommy Lee Jones was good as the warden though.  I hate going … Continue reading I am suspicious of eerily firm and colorful mangoes.

You are so goddamn terrific little brother, I don’t think you realise it.

17 Feb 1994 Dear J Well three letters of confusion from you in one week is more than I can stand.  So for the first time in 2 and a half years, I think, I am writing back to you and I’m sorry for that. There’s so much going on here and I would rather you all just thought I was living some kind of … Continue reading You are so goddamn terrific little brother, I don’t think you realise it.