Author: Emily Taylor
**March 7th, 1985** Still not home. Lately, hes been swamped with work, coming back later each night.
**Diary Entry The Aunts Visit, the Wife in Tears** I was jolted awake by the doorbell. On the other side
Late for the train, she returned home without warning and could not hold back her tears. Having missed
The Day I Realised I Lived with a Monster For eleven years, I believed I had a familya wife, two children
**Diary Entry 3rd October** At sixty-five, Ive been forced to face a bitter truth: our children no longer need us.
I want to drive my son to divorce. Why on earth does he need such a brainless wife? Theres this stereotype
My daughter and son-in-law left me with the grandkids for the entire holiday. And here I am on my pension
“Gran, Mum said we have to put you in a care home.” I overheard my parents talkinga child
I suggested my mum stay with us for a month after the baby was born, but she decided to move in for a
I was mocked for being a “country bumpkin,” even though they came from the middle of nowhere









