annanotbob2's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I drove all night Oh, I had such an email from my brother this afternoon, explaining why he won't be lending me any money, though offering me a gift of a smaller amount in such a way that I cannot (today) bear to accept it. I didn't expect him to lend it to me and tried to emphasise that I wouldn't take it personally if he wasn't able. But he's made it personal with a litany of charges, some fair, some outrageous. I remember him telling me years ago that he didn't believe in mental illness, but I'd assumed that being married to an ed psych and having a sister (me) who was a 'service user' (attended a pyschiatric hospital) for three years would have changed his thinking, but apparently not. I 'gave up' my job despite my responsibilities towards my children. Yeah, right, I walked away with a spring in my step and a song in my heart and have been laughing ever since. I told him I was hurt about that when I replied, as well as saying no worries about the money and sorry for asking. There's a whole lot more that I'm not going to write about here in case my anger dissipates, but I shall get back to him on it later, smug fucker. I'm too angry about him to be anxious about my financial future right now, but I expect my subconscious to deliver plan b anytime soon. Still, on the plus side: Laters xx 11:08 p.m. - 13.03.13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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