Quietly going out of my mind. Or not so quietly.
Back off if you think I'm slamming or making fun of mental illness. Believe me, I'm a good friend of the family. I have friends and family suffering from everything from ADHD (yes, it's classified as a mental illness), bipolar syndrome, schizophrenia. And that's on a good day.
Whatever. You take your insulin, my son will take his meds, ok?
I haven't been blogging much because I've been under SO. MUCH. STRESS. And I feel like a real weenie for saying this. I feel awful.
I follow Christ. I truly believe that I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me. I get it. I really do.
And I haven't had child or a spouse die. That would truly be the worst.
But I've got a lot of cr*p going on right now. Everything from an unemployed ex, to a son AND daughter who may have serious health problems (besides their regular, garden-variety ADHD.)
Birthparents that won't leave us alone.
A month-long bout with asthma that required lots of steroids that MAKE ME WANT TO SCREAM AT EVERYONE!
$1,000 dental bill that my insurance denied. Did I mention I just had to get new tires and register my car the same week?
I now do the work of two people - literally - in fewer hours. At least I have a job. But I want to cry every time I look at my desk, when what I should be doing is slogging through the stacks of paperwork.
All of it is taking its toll. I haven't been blogging. I haven't been sleeping. I gained too much weight.
But I'm turning this around. Right now. I finally dropped 4 pounds (yay!). I got something from the doctor to help me sleep. And I'm relying on God, and not myself.
There, I feel better now.
Uh, I'm not doing ANY chores tonight. The d*mn house can wait.
I can't believe I'm swearing so much! It's cathartic. Pardon me while I go swear at the dog....