I called my GP yesterday to ask if he had filled out my dual citizenship passport form. The nurse reads out his notes "tell her I filled it out for her after she left, wish her good luck."
I hung up and I wept, wept like I havent for a while, the tears staining the leather, the top of Sadie's head and my dog hair covered pajamas.
Since I lost my job on the 9th, I have had heated discussions with the stbx, where he has threatened to seek legal recourse to get me kicked out of the fmh, force me to sell the house so he doesnt get a ccj, that he doesnt WANT the dogs to be rehomed if I dont