well she is home..............
i dont really even know how to feel about that. new meds. Latuda. lets see how this works.
she is still really touchy emotionally about anything you bring up. Thinks I am partying in her apartment IDK why she would think i would want to be in there??
I am tired. I think I am depressed myself now.
I am drained.
I am lost in my own thoughts of this bullshit life.
I do not know what I believe in anymore. I see so many selfish people that do not care about one another. People who rather talk shit about each other than show some love and help each other and be honest with one another than anything else.
I mean I can not even tell a friend how I feel without them feeling all weird and not even take it and sit on it. think about it. I do i think about shit people say & see if its relativity and want to improve or not. NOT take if for realness.
I look to see if someone really cares. I wish my mother looked to see if someone really cared.
I wonder if there were ever people that really cared and she just tossed them to the side like she does now.
I am annoyed by the mental health system and how the people who work in them say they care so much but prove time and time again they do not. My mothers MHPI workers never contacted anyone the entire time so far.
I am sick of hearing I AM. it reminds me of the book SAM I AM. LOL
But really I just want to live life and have a family that is somewhat just normal. Living day to day and not have these constant uproars of mental heath issues.
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