I think my ex is taking advantage of me because I have a car, and she often will ask for a ride, only to add 2 or 3 extra stops, or want to spend much more time somewhere than she mentioned before she got into the car.
I put up with a lot because she is the sole caregiver of my disabled daughter, but then today she spent part of the trip insulting both me and my mother and claiming we were going to hell.
I really want to set a boundary here, but I don't know how to without it hurting my daughter.
so yesterday, I went to the endo doctor's office, and ran into the doctor who had been treating me when I was part of the bariatric program, and she complimented me on the growth I've had since then.
So last night, I dreamed I was a freshman in university, and unlike a lot of my dreams, I was prepared. I had my schedule, a map, and a notebook where I wrote down where each class I was taking was located.
I'm hoping that dream means I am becoming less a victim of circumstances and recognizing I can do things to make my situation better.
Well, I just got a bit of good news. the social housing (reduced rent) agency has approved our application, and now we are on the wait list.
might be a while before we're near the top, but since we have a lease here until next June, that's okay.
Unfortunately, I also got a bit of bad news last night. The last few days Sharon, sick and exhausted, has had to phone me to get me to help persuade Sam to eat or drink anything at all.
That clearly cant go on for very long, so we're preparing for the possibility that Sam will need to be hospitalized.
so yesterday, I spilled hot coffee on myself, and when I went to check on the burn, I discovered I have a massive bruise on my lower tummy where I give myself my insulin injections.
For whatever reason, this has set off my PTSD, and I've been shaky ever since.
okay so last night, I dreamed I was laying on a beach, just relaxing listening to the waves, when a band started playing music near me. something in the music moved me, so I got up to thank them - and realized the top half of my bathing suit was missing.
I grabbed the towel I had been laying on to cover myself, apologized to the band, and ran like heck towards a building containing lockers where presumably my clothes were.
I had a nightmare last night that I had been r*ped, and was trying to tell a female police officer about it while in a bathroom. In the dream I kept repeating "I want to die"
So we had Sam today, and it was clear she had some kind of relapse of her anxiety. To make it worse, she told my mom that she shouldn't have gone to a BBQ at her friend's house on Saturday, suggesting something happened there that has caused this.
just as Mom and I were headed for bed, we got a call from Sharon. When Sharon is angry, her accent and speed of speech make her hard to understand, but from what I could gather, she had a "feeling from God" about some kind of evil coming into the house, and went to check on Sam, who was playing with her cell phone
Sharon asked to see what she was doing, and Sam refused, and Sharon lost it, and she had called us to take Sam for the night because Sharon couldn't have "a dark spirit" around.
well, yesterday we managed to get the window on my car fixed, walking away 500$ poorer in the process.
Only to have that fix last less than 24 hours, thanks to my mom.
We were told to not put down the window for 24 hours when we picked up the car yesterday afternoon, but while doing a grocery run with her sister, my mom forgot and started to put the window down.
The glass didnt fall out, but its no longer in place.
So off we went back to the dealership today to get it fixed - again, but they haven't called us back, which means we are sans car for now.
Checks can be made out & sent to:
Joyce Melton
1001 Third St.
Space 80
Calimesa, CA 92320
USA
Note: $6000 is the operating, maintenance and upgrade budget. Amounts received in excess of the $6000 will be applied to long term debt accrued over the last 19 years.
