We had a drama over Christmas.
My niece Faye, arrived on Christmas day after her parents had a massive row. She had left home and had come to live with us.
Previous to this she has been having problem with her parents for a long time. Her father is a drug addict and has massive mood swings. Unfortunately Faye was the object of his wrath when he was in a bad mood when he could not get a fix. She was blamed for all his ills and he would take it out on her. Faye’s mother was on drugs, but now appears to have kicked the habit. Her home life was very volatile. She is taking her gcse exams this year and her work was suffering.
She is much happier with us. She goes to visit her mum a couple of times a week, the rest of the time she is busy studying. She gets a much better quality of life. We treat her like a sixteen year old, and not a ten year old child.
She is going to college in September to study I.T.
She is quite bright and should do well (now she is away from her oppressive parents).
Her parents live on state handouts, they obviously do not like to see anyone, including their own children make anything of themselves.

At the moment Faye is full of a cold…poor thing…she is all bunged up.
Just hope I don’t catch it!

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V appears to be better today. After a few phone calls from work and a bit of TLC she seems to have brushed off her depression.
Deep down its still there but I am sure she can fight it.

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We have a new dog. He is a King Charles spaniel, his name is Ben. He is young and boisterous. He was a rescue dog from a divorced couple. The poor thing comes from a broken home and has behaviour problems. I am sure with a bit of persistence we can retrain him into a normal dog.