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Nothing is going smoothly for me, I heard Ethel say, her voice tight. My stepfather is always nagging me.

22November2025 Diary When I brought my girlfriend home, my dad froze, his jaw slack, and a cold sweat

28October2024 Today I sat on a bench in the garden of StCatherines Care Home, watching Margaret Whitaker

13May2025 The kitchen floor, cold and hard as a slab of marble, felt like an unforgiving slab of stone.

Why have you brought your boy to the wedding? We didnt ask for children! My son, Oliver, is nine, a sunnydispositioned

Hey love, let me tell you about Elsie Thompson she turned eighty last week, sat on a bench in the little

Get up early and whip up a soup for mum, my husband declared. Let whoever gave birth to her make it.

When my daughter Ellie shoved me against the kitchen wall and snarled, Youre going to a nursing home

The ache in my heart finally eased, and the tears stopped. After Zachs tragic death, Poppy Bennet could

28April2025 Dear Diary, Today I found myself once again wrestling with the same old argument.