All of the neighbor kids always hang out at my home and I love it because I know what my own kids are doing. That is fine. This, on the other hand, is a good friend from work that he works with that he wants to impress. My house is clean, just much more unkept because I've been so down. He hates when my house is a mess. He says if he works all day that it's not right that I can't manage the house. I understand and agree but he adds to my depression.
Heart to hearts don't work for him. He just doesn't understand. When I am well or manic, we get along fine.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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