I’m currently waiting for the person I live with to get home. There is a chance they may not get home before my carers and I’m worried.

I’m torn, because I feel bad at them for ruining late at they know how important it is for them to be home for this time. But also I feel like because they care for me I’m not allowed to be mad when they do this.

What is it they say, don’t bite the hand that feeds you?

Well I never wanted to be fed, but I don’t want to starve.