After h woke up from a nap he apologized and we were able to make plans for the future. I think he realizes I need something and he discouraged going back to university for me. I have online art classes but that's not interactive enough for me. I'm without meds, without hope and grasping at straws. My parents still have my sdit and keep claiming she's not ready yet. I've gotten to the point I don't want her because she won't be attached to me. Her personality is what they want in a dog not me. I guess we'll see what next year brings. I hate being so ungrateful. But they were only soupose to have her until she was 16 weeks not 2 years old. I don't want to say anything to hurt their feelings. So I can't even say nevermind. There's no winning in this situation. I'm just going to have to try with this dog I don't trust. I encouraged h to study to eventually go back to school. I encourage Miguel to go after things. Yet anything I want is "too much", doesn't make a profit, or I can't handle it. Yet it was all we can do x when we move.