Thanks all
Yesterday was grueling. Forced myself to shower and managed to get to my youngest son's game & cheer him on.

Then we had hours of science homework & studied for his language arts test. He has an IEP for visual processing disorder, so reading and writing are really challenging for him (my older son has same disorder, but additional bp/bpd issues and I didn't know our rights in the schools when he was younger, wish I could've helped him earlier).

Then made dinner with bf. I was very grouchy with bf, and he was grouchy too. But we rode it out somehow. Then off to sleep.

Waking up today was hell, but I'm up. Lots of coffee. Doing stupid emails and work bs, then have to take older son to court at 1pm. Yay more cops... the juvie cops are actually somewhat nice... usually...

I'm so disappointed with dr friend. And the look on my daughter's face when I had to tell her he couldn't come. I'm not hating him which is good. And I understand he's going through a lot with this custody battle and his own bp ups & downs. But I am feeling that empty disappointed rejection pit in my chest. He had a 5 hour drive, could've easily texted me when he knew, that he wouldn't be able to come by.

I don't like today. Nope don't like it at all.

But I somehow need to get a presentable positive mood on for my son's sake - court is scary - and to look like a capable mother in front of the judge.