This week I spent half an hour on me. In my youth I used to love riding, never very good, but loved it. So having let my career get in the way for a few years, then becoming a step mum totally depriving me of me for about 8 years I decided to get back in the saddle literally and figuratively and take back some control.

Im 27 years old and got into a relationship with an older man at the age of 22. At the time he had a 10 year old son. His son has always been rude but every laughed it off as cheeky because he was cute and the youngest in his family.

I have always done my best to care for him despite this, bought food, clothing, looked after him, took him on days out, spoilt him even though he doesn't deserve it, cooked and cleaned for him.