When I was about 18 months old I was expected to stand on my own 2 feet and walk without Mummy holding my hand
When I was 2 I had to learn to speak and slowly I got beyond Dick, Dora, Fluff and Nip
When I was 5 I had to go to school all by myself. Mummy cut the apron strings
When I was 8 I had to go to big school with all the big kids and my Mummy told me to fight my own battles
When I was 16 I had to take exams without Mummy helping me with the answers and it was really really hard
When I left school I grew up and had to go to work in the big bad world and earn my own money coz Mummy stopped my pocket money
but
I stood on my own 2 feet
I learnt to speak to people and ask questions
I don't run to Mummy anymore
I fight my own battles and won't be bullied by anyone
I took tests and went to interviews by myself
I got a job one day at Royal Mail and I was more than adequately equipped to take my place in the real world. Without grizzling, without blaming anyone and without my Mummy holding my hand!
So, I'm sorry I'm not like all you bleeding hearts that want to send every poor ickle baby to counselling because life is hard
I'm sorry I'm not more sympathetic
I am however, honest, hard working and admirable of people that try and put in some effort instead of sitting around expecting the world to pay them a living whilst they sit around groaning and moaning that boo hoo! life ain't fair
Get over it and get on with it and if ever you lack inspiration, remember there is always someone worse off than you
I bet you never hear this lot crying
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and i'm willing to bet they don't really do counselling either..........................