a couple of weeks ago I went shopping for beds as we need new ones due to moving. So I saw one which cost £999 and I went for it. And yes I feel guilty about it now. We didn’t buy one but three. You can get beds for £300 but I do not know what I was thinking.
Also, yesterday all of a sudden I went crazy. I snapped at mum told her she ruined my life. Actually I don’t even have a life. Nothing to live for. Everyone will be happy if I were dead. I was crying for two hours. And you know why I snapped? It’s because I wanted a pet and she isn’t happy about it.
To be fair it’s true it will end up neglected but I’m not thinking rationally. She thinks I’m getting too much stuff one after another.