I need to moan. I’m sick to death of being patronised. Most of my life I’ve had “you don’t understand” or “you’re wrong”. Today I get told calm down when I feel I have every right to complain. I have a voice but obviously it’s a little unimportant voice. These are my nearest and dearest who say these things to me. I’m sick and tired of arguing my case. I don’t have the strength anymore but one thing I do know. I’m not going mad. I am worthy. No wonder I prefer my own company.