Hi,
I ended up going to back to bed, so much for accomplishing anything. I took a pain pill that was much needed.

I woke up with a nervous stomach. I just ate something.

I do tell my mom to please stop talking about him so much, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. I guess it is part my fault, since it is so on my mind, I may say something that gets her going on him, I don't know.

I will look into that type of housing, but I don't think I would be able to have my dogs, and I really can't give them up, they keep me alive, they are my life and always have been. It would be nice for my mom if that is what she wants, I think she likes being with me though. Which is fine.

Everyone says do something for yourself, but what, I am broke all the time, all our money goes to bills for this larger rental house.

I did get $49.00 from the State for food monthly. Not much but better than nothing.

I give up, I really do. I don't know what to do anymore, I exist, I am so far away from my real friends it's the pits.

He used me to move here with my money and my moms, we moved within 3 wks, I hadn't been dx'd as BP yet so off I went. Now look, he did such a job on both me and my mom, he makes me sick.

Hugs, Nikko