we all have everyday worries to cope with. Each day our list gets bigger especially when we have issues to deal with, Money is the most worrying factor today with wondering where is the next dollar coming from to support the family. We ask ourselves. Am I doing ok or the right thing? Am I being a good parent? Sometimes this impacts more when theres no support to fall back on and just being needed to be listened too. What do you worry about?

Posted by Cynthea Jenke, 31st March 2015

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  • Money is always a big worry but that’s just the way it is!


  • wory wory wory


  • Interesting read and really interesting reading the comments!


  • Money…..and appointments. I dislike appointments of any kind. Doctor, dentist, hairdresser. They all have me breaking out in a sweat!

    • I agree with you. I hate medical appts. Although I follow strict instructions (very boring at time) my blood tests don’t always reflect my efforts.


  • Far too much to admit to. Money maybe, trying to get everything done.


  • I know that at times I worry about things that are not all that important! On the other hand I worry a lot about friends and their troubles and others in general. I am a very loving compassionate person and sometimes it can make me feel a bit on the downside but I cant change and I don’t want to because that is who I am. I feel very privileged that a lot of people confide in me and I can listen to them and offer a sympathetic ear.


  • Hi Cynthea,

    I know what you mean. Approximately 15 years ago, my kids were in year 7 and 9 at school, I was working full time, my hubby worked full time, we were paying high rent in a beautiful town on the opposite side of Port Phillip Bay from Melbourne, we used to watch the fireworks in melbourne on New Years eve, and saw the lights of the MCG for footy, we were on cloud 9.

    Then the bomb hit. I couldn’t feel my big toe and my left leg was cold. I went to work, told my boss and he sent me to the doctor’s. that was the last time I walked into the office. After tests, a stay in hospital, discharged without a diagnosis, I was eventually told I had the true sciatica and I would never work again. My lower back was painful as well as the pain all the way down my left leg.

    Eventually we decided that we would move to Tasmania. As I discussed with hubby, if I can’t work again, and I can’t get the disability pension, I would have to go onto sickness benefits and then would have to pay it back. So if we ever had a chance to buy our own home, it would be in Tassie. We could never afford one in Victoria unless we moved to the middle of nowhere. So out came the map of tassie, I circled my hand around the map, closed my eyes and my finger was to land in our new town. Two weeks later we were on the boat to Tassie.

    To cut a long story really short, We were lucky enough to buy a home with 2 acres in a small country town not far from the coast, a really nice town. I had two back surgeries, Centrelink put me on the disability pension straight away, they couldn’t believe I wasn’t on it, and they made hubby my full time carer. Our income dropped considerably, cost of living dropped, we were paying so much less for our mortgage than we did for a rental home. My surgeries were a flop. I have been on strong medication now for about 14 years, I am now house bound, stuck in a chair most days, can’t drive much, luckily I see 3 of my grandchildren on a regular basis otherwise I would go crazy, same with my laptop. Without it, I would really go mad. We had to change our whole style of shopping. Luckily enough I married a man who now does all the cooking, cleaning, vacuuming, washing, making beds as well as caring for me 24/7. Now we have been married 29 years today and if you told me back then that he would be doing this, I wouldn’t believe you. I would think you were crazy.

    We have been to hell and back, our daughter was a victim of rape at 6 and again at 16, but we somehow coped – together. There were times I really hated my husband, but now I love him more today than on the day I met him. In our 50’s and 60’s we are ready to gate crash the world. I am happier than I was back then, poorer, but happier. We struggle to survive, there was one time we couldn’t shop for food in a supermarket for 6 months, we lived on bread, cheese and milk, eggs and occasionally chicken or beef, very occasionally. But, we got through that alone. Once i became ill to the stage where I can’t go visiting people, I lost many friends, it was ok if I went visiting, but they wouldn’t come here. So bugger them, I didn’t need them, I virtually became a hermit, my youngest son got me on facebook, so started talking to my eldest son on facebook. I, with the help of a couple of ladies I met on facebook started a chronic pain support group. I now have many facebook friends that mean the world to me. I also caught up with old friends.

    I have recently lost a friend here to suicide, she hung herself thinking she had nowhere to go for help. She was wrong. She had me, lifeline, the local doctor, There is always someone out there. All you need to do is join a group or two, get involved in an online business like we just have. I now, after a couple of months in a new business involved in Happiness, travel and a combination of both in Vacationars, have been made a leader. I have a new group of friends, and we have already been asked to go to Hawaii in a couple of years for a wedding. We will get there with the help of our new business as we get wholesale priced holidays. I am also starting a Diploma course on tuesday, it won’t cost me a cent. Not a cent.

    If you need a friend, someone to talk to, please get in contact with me. I will always be there for you.

    xxx dee


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