My breaking point. Been there. there are differing levels for me. I know that I am ill at ease right now with a lot of personal happenings. I dream about them every single night.

I agree, family. I dream about my daughter who left and won't speak with me. I called her a few days ago and spoke for maybe 5 minutes and she told me when I asked her if it was okay for me to call her, no, not really. I raised this kid since she was three and it seems now like she is her birth mother or birth siblings. Where are we in there? I am going to continue to reach out. Every two weeks I put $100 bill in a card for her at work as she is working and schooling. SENIOR. She just turned 18.

My son and his girl friend moved in with us labor day week. We were clear that they would need to chip in to keep a tidy home and with some expenses. My food bill has tripled. Last week the girlfriend was in the shower for 45 minutes! I calmly told my son that I would like $50.00 a week from each of them for fuel and food. He about layed an egg. We talked and I said okay then, $20.00 each and you chip in with groceries. I came home today and they went shopping and labeled their food!!!!!!! Still it's okay to eat me out of house and home but let's label theirs. This morning I asked him to please move some furniture in before the rain and he was so put out. Yet it is okay for him to ask me to make special trips, for his girlfriend to take our cars without asking and SMOKE in them leaving butts on the floor.

She even went to her mother's home and brought back this very old cat that she gre up with and mom was moving and going to but the cat down. Did she ask us? We would have said yes but the whole thing is I like to be asked. They brought his dog and her kitten as it is.

I have my own animals and I hear her cussing at them or feel my son is playing too rough. It's hard to know what to do and the best I have found is to walk away. If I stay and engage I might become a raving lunatic and that anger is over the hill, too much to handle. I would like respect. I have to be careful not to get to that point or the point where I don't want to get out of bed.

Our door knob was sticking as a screw was lose so he had a tantrum and took the entire door knob off! It was gone for three days, hubby just fixed it. My youngest has something going on with her where she feels that she can't warm up. She turned on the heat(bad girl, never till Nov 1,) and I go upstairs and there is my son's windown wide open.

I signed a new job description at work the other day and in it it said that one of the things needed for my position was the ability to stay physically and mentally healthy under stress. I signed it but I was pissed. It feels discriminatory to me. I challenge any one of them to climb into my life for a week and see what stress feels like.