This week has been a pisser of a week to put it bluntly.

My first week back at work post op so pretty busy.

Some good meetings about mymove.im that I built (for free and expecting nothing in return) to help people find properties on the Isle of Man.

Then some more shitty stuff… one of the agents we gather data from on mymove sent a cease and desist letter threatening legal action.

The house I’m trying to buy in IoM has major issues with the lease and freehold agreements. Which will delay the move considerably.

Then the worst bits… people who are supposed to be my friends just turning into dicks. Tom (who I thought was one of my friends) just decided to stop talking to me - for no reason. Despite me messaging him. Then the guy who’s been doing some work for me completely undermining me… constantly.

Then the real bummer… the guy in dating. Who it feels like I’m not dating at all… I end up doing all the work, trying to be there for him, getting pushed away and pushed aside.

I’m just done.

Done with the Isle of Man.
Done with trying to help the people where I live.
Done with employing people who are supposed to be my friends.
Done with pretend friends who are not there and drop you when they feel like it.
Done with a relationship that is more of a relationship with WhatsApp than with a person.