It's been a helluva ride the last few months. Ashe got fired, spent three months unemployed, no FOUR months, then got a new job back at the first place he worked here. I managed to juggle finances and not get us in the hole until THE WEEK OF HIS FIRST NEW PAYCHECK! Now, we're so deep in the damn hole I don't know which end is up. Ok, so it's not THAT bad, but it sure as hell FEELS like it!
I'm fighting the depression again, every breath, I have to tell myself that we will survive this, no matter what happens. My mother, who swore back in March that she was going to move out once her cataract surgery in May was done and she'd gone through her post-op checks is still here. I've got to sit down with her, my dad, my husband and possibly my brother and talk to them and tell her, as gently and lovingly as possible that our living together REALLY is *NOT* working, and that I truly was serious the LAST time I told her this. I love my mother because she is that, but honestly, I hate her, too. As a person. I really do not get along with her. For many reasons.
I'm going to sit down here in the near future and write an entry all about her and what she's done, at least from my point of view. Maybe it will be therapeutic. I don't know. I just want some of the stress I'm under to go away for a while.
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