Happy Reason I’m In Therapy Day
Yes, this, exactly. Exactly.
It can’t be fairly judged from the outside by someone who’s never been down that far, because it doesn’t make sense. It’s not rational. It’s emotional and perplexing and horrible.
But “selfish” presumes that a person who’s gotten to this point is even capable of properly weighing their despair against the needs of their friends and family for them to continue to live. It seems like a simple decision to make. And until you’ve crossed a certain point, it is. But depending on how far down you’ve found yourself, you may not know where that point is, or what it really feels like once you’ve crossed it.
I know how it feels to be so down for such a long time that you lose sight of things that seem obvious to someone who’s not feeling like you are. I can understand how it could go past the point of no return. I hope I never get there. But I can’t look at someone who has and simply call it “selfish.”
This. Exactly.
OCD
Nasty (Taken with instagram)
But I have to.
For those of you who may or may not know. My Mother has been in a nursing rehab center for almost a month. Medicare in their infinite wisdom decided last week to kick her out, in spite of the fact that she can not take care of herself. After about 50 phone calls I was able to get the rehab center to keep her until she qualifies for an ALF and we will just pay cash. The full month billing starts in May which we have all sorted but we just found out we have a pro-rated amount we have to pay for this month of $385.00. I am not working due to disability so we are living Terry’s income alone which barely pay the bills. I know money is tight for everyone out there but anything any of you could chip in could mean the difference between her stay and going. If you can give anything please PM and I will give you my PayPal account info. Thank You.
So stressed by the eleventy billion thing I have to do in the next 2 weeks that my brain I’d just shutting down. Every time I think about all of it I just want to go to sleep.
Indeed.
No Reservations premiere night drinking game created by myself for Matt & myself.. April 9th!
This is fucking awesome!! Hope you guys got pretty shitty.
For your No Reservations season premiere viewing pleasure.
At family Zombie Jesus day thing. Really want to go home.
You know what that means, TIME TO PANIC!
GPOY
