I think I'm even too tired to write it. I'm so so so tired. Now that my son's not working, he's back to staying awake half the night watching tv, and the light and noise keep me awake and yadda yadda yadda. I know the regulars here have heard this story before.

Same old story. I need sleep. He's making no effort. Even the few things I have him doing - like taking fish oil and seeing a therapist - he wants to quit. What's his plan? To sit on the couch all day smoking and drinking Sierra Mist and thinking about every tiny bad thing that has ever happened to him since the day he was born?

He does no housework other than his own laundry. I do everything else, and now I'm not even allowed to get enough sleep at night. He sat at home all day yesterday and the day before and the day before... And he'll sit home all day today. Despite the fact the he had nothing to do all day yesterday, he decided to wait until 11 pm do his laundry. The washing machine's outside my bedroom, so of course it woke me.

I'm so tired, I literally should not be driving. I drove over a tree planter in the parking lot at work, because I'm so tired. I'm so afraid I've damaged my car, and I can't afford to fix it.

As much as I hate to do it, I'm going to have to look for a nursing home or a group home for him. I love him and I want him to get well, but frankly all the recovery stories I've heard have involved people taking their recovery into their own hands. I can't force wellness on him. He resents and resists every suggestion I make, yet he has no ideas of his own. He can't or won't care for himself, and I can't continue this way. If I didn't have to work or if I had more money so I could hire someone to help, I could keep it up. But I just can't carry on this way much longer.