June 4th Thursday.

Got up and took Jesse school today, really didn't want leave the house. Had to force myself to go and wear my smile. I feel exhausted mentally. Went the cafe and my friend asked if I was ok, and I said no. I barely spoke. I told them that I felt exhausted mentally. Im so tired. I walked to Asda and thought about stepping infront of a car, but they weren't driving fast enough to kill me, so I didn't. Jay-Dees anniversary of his death has really knocked me back. I just want to sleep my days away, but im a mum and ive got shit to do. Ive come home, put my shopping away, hoovered up, done my dishes, cleaned the litter tray out and washed it, ive got a wash on now which ill put in the dryer when its done, then ill fold it all. Im sat down now. Might try have a little sleep because I just feel so tired. Glad ive got Jesse in school though. My holiday is fast approaching and ive not got anything to take yet. I really need to go Primark to get some shorts and tops. Im absolutely shitting myself about going away. Ill be fine once I get to the hotel, its just the airport and transfers that im panicking about. Its only 10:15am and ive already lost the will to live..