I do not know how to do this. I do not know how to get Betty to take her pills. Not too many as she did today but the right amount and I want to give up and throw the pill bottles at her son and scream, "You do it!"
I just don't know what to do anymore. I don't have the energy. I can't fight with Bob. I can't think about it night and day. I can't worry about it. I need to give in and give up.
No matter how many times I say that the door needs replacing we are on the third or sixth year of me saying that it is too dangerous. How many times am I to look up home health without action? I just am at my wits end.
Betty is not my mother and I need to throw this at Bob. I cannot do this anymore because I can't sleep. i eat and eat til I am so fat I can't walk anymore because my foot hurts. I have tried to kill myself with food and it hasn't worked. I am just fat and alive.
The doctor gave me anti-depressants but I am too depressed t care. So, what am I to do but write this down, wake up tomorrow and continue on?