Day 3 and it seems we are both distancing from eachother... this is a good thing.

Yeah, my sister has some psychological issues (and everyone knows this).

Have definately learned the world doesn't understand bipolar. Always wondered why we hang out together.

Work is going well and I start my normal shift at 10:00 a.m. on Monday after my sister leaves for her cruise. I start work at 5:00 a.m. so life's been really rough.

Although my sister has done a lot for me (put a roof over my head since April, let me use her car, feed me) this move was a choice on my part. I didn't HAVE to come here. I don't think she sees it that way. I had an apartment and my friends and a life. Just wanted to be near family. I didn't think i would end up feeling less free than if I were in jail.

Still, things could have been worse... I could have acted out. I kept my own counsel, I held my thoughts in, I tried to do what they wanted but I just can't waste my time trying to be and act the way they want me to. This tells me they think I'm not
okay the way I am naturally. And that's okay. When I move, out, I can make my own choices and rebuild my life. Although it's only a week away, it still feels like forever. Still hypervigililant at home here.

Sister is no longer working with me. I guess the effects of her weekly therapy have already worn off. She doesn't seem to understand why I am still standoffish with her... I imagine that divide will never be conquered.

I guess we will get to a point where we can do family functions together and that is fine by me. Can see me standing next to my sister dressed up as a Barbie doll and acting fake... I guess time to accept her for who she is but I'm still trying to figure that out. Maybe I am spending too much time on it.

Anyway, another day has passed and I'm ready to move on soon. Looking forward to taking a bubble bath in my own tub (sometimes it's the small things that count).