you remember i said i don’t allow damien to have coffee, except very occasionally? well it turns out he sweet talked the girls at his aftercare into making him coffee (there are only six kids and they’re allowed to make their own tea, coffee or juice). but not just regular coffee- instant coffee the way i drink mine! three heaped spoons of plastic coffee with a little sugar (i traded nicotine for caffeine a while ago, i figured it wouldn’t kill me as fast). when the lady who looks after them found out she nearly had a heart attack and immediately put a stop to it. she also asked me if i allowed him to drink coffee as strong as that- as if! but once the situation was explained she was cool and i was glad coz now the little shitty’ll sleep again!!
There Is Never An Excuse
One in three is not a statistic - one in three is a crying shame.