if i have to pay for pet hospital and speicalist for my little black cat then I can't afford the holiday and my little black havana cat is more important to me then anything in this world. i am stressed with my own illnesses and my cats illness and my parents and sisters illnesses, like as dr berg says most people who get auto-immune disorders it usually happens after a bad upsetting event and for me that is true what triggered off my auto-immune disorder and vaginal itch lichen scoliosis when the man who molested me died and my sister was in and out of hospital in 1996 left untreated it leads to cancer and my sister and other relatives had histerectomies and joyce just would never listen to her the way to get over the upset over the prostitute woman at the hotel being murdered she said i had to have sex out of anger (a bit confusing to me and I can't forgive her over it) and I got a liver fluke infection around 1996 and I have to put my cats and my health first and my parents health as well. my ragdolls is better and out of hospital and on a special diet and now the black havana cat x is back and forward to the vet and he has to go on special diet and see a specialist and I can't appease everyone. people are expecting too much of me, I might have to have key hole or other surgery later this year and I am cranky all the time. I am not this party person and I have no friends and no interests really I keep to myself because people have never liked me and they never live up to what i expect of them. and I am not taking my cousin on a cruise and I am sick of paying for other peoples holidays who are richer then me. I am being used. like I am a human resource, my womb and skills and all of me is just going to waste like a mental asylum victim from the 1930s or something. bugger david from charlton b and I have had so many people at colleges promise me the world and careers and all this bullshit too many times and been let down at kelly college and qcc and university and other places. even tafe let me down and took money from me. I am not going to me used and spoken to by shit people who talk shit and get paid to talk shit. like that st vinnies lot, and I won't take charity either after how rude they were, just to make them feel better , bugger them. like mum said, bugger aaron, bugger john and his mongrel kids, dad says bugger the little bastards. i agree.
if i have to pay for pet hospital and speicalist for my little black cat then I can't afford the holiday and my little black havana cat is more important to me then anything in this world. i am stressed with my own illnesses and my cats illness and my parents and sisters illnesses, like as dr berg says most people who get auto-immune disorders it usually happens after a bad upsetting event and for me that is true what triggered off my auto-immune disorder and vaginal itch lichen scoliosis when the man who molested me died and my sister was in and out of hospital in 1996 left untreated it leads to cancer and my sister and other relatives had histerectomies and joyce just would never listen to her the way to get over the upset over the prostitute woman at the hotel being murdered she said i had to have sex out of anger (a bit confusing to me and I can't forgive her over it) and I got a liver fluke infection around 1996 and I have to put my cats and my health first and my parents health as well. my ragdolls is better and out of hospital and on a special diet and now the black havana cat x is back and forward to the vet and he has to go on special diet and see a specialist and I can't appease everyone. people are expecting too much of me, I might have to have key hole or other surgery later this year and I am cranky all the time. I am not this party person and I have no friends and no interests really I keep to myself because people have never liked me and they never live up to what i expect of them. and I am not taking my cousin on a cruise and I am sick of paying for other peoples holidays who are richer then me. I am being used. like I am a human resource, my womb and skills and all of me is just going to waste like a mental asylum victim from the 1930s or something. bugger david from charlton b and I have had so many people at colleges promise me the world and careers and all this bullshit too many times and been let down at kelly college and qcc and university and other places. even tafe let me down and took money from me. I am not going to me used and spoken to by shit people who talk shit and get paid to talk shit. like that st vinnies lot, and I won't take charity either after how rude they were, just to make them feel better , bugger them. like mum said, bugger aaron, bugger john and his mongrel kids, dad says bugger the little bastards. i agree.