I went back to change trousers for shorts because and I heard my mums friend talking badly about me the woman who is known for my existence in the same tone.
The whole day has been dealing with the feelings of that (I'm not allowed or welcomed or feel comfortable to stay at home so I spend the light hours outside, mostly thinking).
I think I've had it with the uk yet again (the smarmy doctor, this morning, reminded me that I'd be charged for using nhs services if I didn't plan to stay in the country! I don't even get the dole! Its becoming more and more unbearable 😢)
Denmark seems a good place idea. Today.