My sweet poot...
My loving husband...who wishes to remain anonymous...lol.
But things have changed. Been dealing with a lot and the best solution is to talk about it...Right? I have been struggling between school, work...you name it. I am at a cross road. I applied for the nursing program for the Spring 2014 semester and was a tad bit short on points...I got to one person before me and remained on the alternate list. Real bummer. So that was just the beginning of my bad luck. My mom found a hoarding, alcoholic boyfriend when I moved her to her new apartment a few months ago. And we went from her taking her meds all the time to barely taking them at all now. She's drinking again and not taking care of her self. I'm just trying to pick up where my sister left off...and that's to try to take care of mom. I give her everything she asks for and she doesn't ask for much but dealing with her is hard. My therapist is encouraging me to let her be and to clean my own house as opposed to moms. But here's the deal...who's gonna be picking that mess up if she died? Me. That's who.
Here's her apartment today. Had to try really hard not to clean her mess up...
I miss my mom. She was doing so good till she got with this new boyfriend. But I'm trying to let things be. My counselor agrees that mom can help herself but chooses not to. I just have to deal with it. It's hard. ;(
