this is the sort of s*** I have to put up with from my father most nights, when he is drunk – spitting and hitting cheese sauce everywhere like a child with a mental disorder splatting everywhere.

just because mum makes a potato/cauliflower cheese bake turn out he is like “ahhh some people would give their right arm for this food, in countries where there is no food, the problem is we are too well off I think”

just cuz he comes from pig farm squallier he thinks a bed and chair and a bit of grub with heat on it is good fair. I wish he could see how some rich people live in our own country so he would stop trying to make me feel like I complain too much.

I have made sacrifice after sacrifice to pay for their things while i was working, lounge suits or stereos or clothes dryer or washing machine I contributed to the house, or painting the whole inside house for mum, and this d*** head acts as if we are living in abstract luxury and opulence and we have no stove,no oven, most lights don’t work, toilets and basins fulling apart, house falling down in some areas, mildew all over walls i just can not keep up with anymore, holes in the walls showing white ant rott and bricks where the walls are falling away due to s*** builders.

i mean my dad came from a pigs squallier of a farm worse then salt-bush bill on the hill and its no wonder their house burnt down with s*** all over the place, AND THIS OLD C&* IS TELLING ME TO SHUT UP AND THAT I SHOULD THINK I HAVE IT GOOD – THE OLD FLOWER FARM MY GREAT GRANDPARENTS HAD WAS IN BETTER CONDITION THEN MY GRANDPARENTS PLACE.

I CAN’T AFFORD POSH CLOTHES AT DAVID JONES OR POSH SHOPS I ONLY BUY FURNITURE OR CLOTHES ETC THAT ARE DISCOUNTED MOST TIMES AND I HAD TO REPLACE THEIR 40 YEAR OLD FURNITURE THAT WAS FULLING APART AND SMELT LIKE A GUTTER HOVEL AFTER HIM. I DON’T HAVE A HUSBAND WHO EARNS $150,00 A YEAR TO MAKE LESS WORRIES ABOUT HOW I WILL PAY MEDICAL OR VET OR HOUSE MAINTAINANCE BILLS.

I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO TELL THE OLD C*** TO STOP DOING THAT – HE NEEDS TO SEE HOW RICH SOME LIVE, SURE WE MIGHT HAVE SOMETHING BETTER THEN SOME, BUT I DON’T DRIVE OR GO OVERSEAS, I DON’T GO OUT TO NIGHTCLUBS OR RUN BANKCARDS UP, I DON’T EVEN OWN A CREDIT CARD CUZ I AM ON A DISABILITY PENSION.

MY FATHER IS SO S****** AND OUT OF DATE AND UNDERPRIVILEGED – HE THINGS HE HAS IT GOOD ON AGED PENSION S***- HE DOES NOT KNOW THE REAL STANDARD OF LIVING OR AVERAGE WAGE THESE DAYS.

I AM SICK OF PEOPLE TRYING TO PULL THAT GAME ON ME AND ITS JUST NOT GOING TO WORK.

CUZ I DON’T OWN A HOME OR CAR, I DON’T HAVE A HUSBAND TO BRING HOME A WAGE OF HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS WHO WILL MAKE ME FEEL SAFE AND SAY “OH HONEY DON’T WORRY I WILL TAKE GOOD CARE OF EVERYTHING SO YOU DON’T HAVE TO WORRY YOURSELF TO YOUR DEATH”

I DON’T GET HUGS AT NIGHT OR SWEEET TALK FROM A CUTE MAN WHO I LOVE OR EVEN FRIENDS. ALL I HAVE IS MY CATS.

I AM SICK OF THAT STUPID OLD B****** AND HIS TALK.

CATHERINE1MOLOAA BIRKDALE