Posted 10/7/2011 12:53 AM (GMT 0)
Ok, so now I am angry. Maybe I am going through the stages of grief. Grief for my dead life, hopes, dreams. I am so stuck and don't know where to turn. Hubby wants to pack his mom up and send her back home. Of course there are a billion reasons why she should stay and just as many for going. Every day is a struggle. A struggle for me with her, a struggle for her with everything. If I could have a good cry I might feel better but I have been stuffing everything for so long that if I started I wouldn't stop for days and days.