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Where the hell is my hairbrush?!
Sorry for the lack of updates, I'm under a lot of stress.
1. Mum's medically fine (sort of). She's basically back to where she was before taking the pills, though some of her normal medical conditions worry the doctors. She keeps getting put back on a medical hold.
2. The court case went against her, and mum's basically a ward of the state for the next six months. They're trying to find her a room in a real psych ward so she can get treatment, especially as she did something stupid the other day (take a guess, I'm not allowed to say).
3. My mother has arranged for a payee for herself, which is making my life difficult as while the bills will be paid, there is an argument over weither or not I will be given any money of hers to run the house (for things like toilet paper, dog food, etc).
4. She is driving me fucking nuts. For the past week, minus today and maybe yesterday, I had to be at the hospital everyday because she OMG had to have something (yes, I understand she's going to be possibly in a hospital for six months, but there's a thing called USPS, I don't need to drag six months worth of clothes up to her on three hours of sleep...not that she accepts that).
5. My OCD and Anxiety have reached new and oh so fun levels. I now obsessively brush my hair, as well as wash my hands and face for no appearent reason, as well as am fighting a loosing battle to re-arrange everything that is not in perfect allignment or in their 'proper' (according to my fucked up brain) place.
6. I am again losing hair and becoming sick, thanks to stress, and people have decided I'm not allowed to be left alone, so my social anxiety and phobias are getting a work out since I barely get a break for a few hours unless it's at night (and if I stay up at night, I'm constantly woken up the next day by the phone and people coming over.
7. Nightmares are not my friend *grumpy face*
I would kill for a time machine that goes forward in time so I can speed past all this shit.
1. Mum's medically fine (sort of). She's basically back to where she was before taking the pills, though some of her normal medical conditions worry the doctors. She keeps getting put back on a medical hold.
2. The court case went against her, and mum's basically a ward of the state for the next six months. They're trying to find her a room in a real psych ward so she can get treatment, especially as she did something stupid the other day (take a guess, I'm not allowed to say).
3. My mother has arranged for a payee for herself, which is making my life difficult as while the bills will be paid, there is an argument over weither or not I will be given any money of hers to run the house (for things like toilet paper, dog food, etc).
4. She is driving me fucking nuts. For the past week, minus today and maybe yesterday, I had to be at the hospital everyday because she OMG had to have something (yes, I understand she's going to be possibly in a hospital for six months, but there's a thing called USPS, I don't need to drag six months worth of clothes up to her on three hours of sleep...not that she accepts that).
5. My OCD and Anxiety have reached new and oh so fun levels. I now obsessively brush my hair, as well as wash my hands and face for no appearent reason, as well as am fighting a loosing battle to re-arrange everything that is not in perfect allignment or in their 'proper' (according to my fucked up brain) place.
6. I am again losing hair and becoming sick, thanks to stress, and people have decided I'm not allowed to be left alone, so my social anxiety and phobias are getting a work out since I barely get a break for a few hours unless it's at night (and if I stay up at night, I'm constantly woken up the next day by the phone and people coming over.
7. Nightmares are not my friend *grumpy face*
I would kill for a time machine that goes forward in time so I can speed past all this shit.