Good morning. I'm drinking chocolate milk for breakfast!

My brother came over last night. He has been coming over a lot lately. It makes me happy to have at least one of my siblings to talk to. I need to work with the others now. I'm happy to see my brother getting along with my boyfriend because in the beginning they thought he was controlling and other stuff, but now I guess he finally realized he isn't. The only issue they have is with my boyfriend's mom. They think she is using me because she's been staying at my house a lot. I explained that she wasn't, but I don't know if they'll believe me. Oh well. It's hard pleasing my family. I kind of give up. My boyfriend accidentally said I'm applying for disability to my aunt the other day. Now, it's awkward because they said 'you're not disabled' and 'you just need to get a job'. They only seen me have one psychotic episode when I was 14, but they thought it was fake so whatever. This is my biggest stressor. My family. It's getting a little better and a little worse at the same time. I don't think my aunt wants to talk to me anymore. That's alright, I guess. I wish my family was more understanding.