I'm so tired this morning. Yesterday was awful. I ended up calling my sisters. They both want to help, I think, but one of them told me she doesn't know how. And honestly, I don't know either.
I think hearing a knee-jerk reaction of blame in your mom in a bad situation is not what you want to need or hear right off. First I heard it in her tone of voice and then she went on blaming me. When you call your mother in a dire situation, you want to hear comfort in her voice, not blame.
I think my youngest sister may be able to help more. I can't really talk to my sisters during the day as one of my sisters is working via telecommute since her ACL surgery, and my youngest has a 4 year old to watch. But my youngest sister's husband is a band instructor and also the music minister of their church. I have talked with him before with worries, and he is very good about it, only telling my sister things I told him he could disclose. Of course, speaking with him would have to work around school, maybe a Saturday.
Both my sisters can help with the budget, I know as they are both on one.
I realized yesterday I only got & planned dinner recipes through Wednesday and that is frustrating meaning I need to come up with more meals. However, writing this sentence occurs to me that I have all the ingredients to make cheese quesadillas since they are so simple. So at least I have dinner tonight.
I hope for a better day today.
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Bipolar 1, PTSD, anorexia, panic disorder, ADHD
Seroquel, Cymbalta, propanolol, buspirone, Trazodone, gabapentin, lamotrigine, hydroxyzine,
There's a crack in everything. That is how the light gets in.
--Leonard Cohen
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