I went to visit my adopted grandma this afternoon (Sat.) again, & during our visit, I asked if I'd done anything to upset her. She said no, & asked why. I told her I was worried & wondering if I had, & she said no again. I gave her another hug & just before I left, I said again "I love you." She said, "You're a sweetheart, dear." I felt like she really hates me. Oh, my.