Hey guys! It’s almost Friday!!!
I’ve had a good day. I went to “breakfast with the band” at my daughters school with my aunt today. Got to hang out with them for an hour or so. Came home and worked a couple hours. Then it was time for my daughter to come home. Went out for coffee with her [emoji3590]. Now I’m just wondering where the hell my son is and why he is once again not answering my texts.
He thinks being sweet is going to get him by but I’m really considering putting him on lockdown Friday night for being an inconsiderate punk. I worry myself sick when I can’t reach him.
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Schizoaffective, PTSD, Anxiety
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