Thursday

Strike Day 3.
A day for the boys in pj's doing various activities at home, drawing, playing, making a den, making houses in Minecraft, watching Matilda the Musical.
I found today nearly impossible, a few times escaping to the toilet, suicidal thoughts are back, I'm exhausted and angry at the world and me. Thank goodness the boys wanted a day in. I stayed for tea which was nice but felt invisible, not one of them asked how I was, and what I am up to etc.