And when am I supposed to breathe?
Let's see. I guess this is gonna be a bitch session. The month of April and May so far in a nutshell...
Totalled my car.
Nobody will pay for it.
Big fight with parents.
Lily went to my sister's.
Got fired.
Almost moved to North Carolina.
Was told I could go but not Lily.
Got new job.
Nobody in my family returns phone calls unless it has to do with rent.
May have a second job.
Working a double on three hours of sleep.
And to top everything off, I have no idea if I am spending my first mother's day with my kid because nobody will return my phone calls. I would like to see my mom too being that its a holiday and all(yeah yeah I know, a hallmark one). And after I get home in the morning, my father gets to come over and discuss my "finances" which means in dad language that he found something else to bitch at me about. For some reason I am extremely paranoid that they are up to something like keeping Lily permanently. The only time my mom calls me is the few times I have the baby at my house, then she wants to be all buddy buddy. But as soon as Lily gets picked up then its back to "Beth, who?". And what's even better. I am covered in hives from all the stress I am under. I look like I have scabies.
I am sitting at work on the verge of tears because all I want to do is see my daughter which may or may not happen. And right now I am stuck face down in the dirt with everyone jumping on my back pushing me even further down.
I am just trying to breathe. That's it. I need a break. I need something to work in my favor for just a little bit.
Okay done bitching out loud.
Totalled my car.
Nobody will pay for it.
Big fight with parents.
Lily went to my sister's.
Got fired.
Almost moved to North Carolina.
Was told I could go but not Lily.
Got new job.
Nobody in my family returns phone calls unless it has to do with rent.
May have a second job.
Working a double on three hours of sleep.
And to top everything off, I have no idea if I am spending my first mother's day with my kid because nobody will return my phone calls. I would like to see my mom too being that its a holiday and all(yeah yeah I know, a hallmark one). And after I get home in the morning, my father gets to come over and discuss my "finances" which means in dad language that he found something else to bitch at me about. For some reason I am extremely paranoid that they are up to something like keeping Lily permanently. The only time my mom calls me is the few times I have the baby at my house, then she wants to be all buddy buddy. But as soon as Lily gets picked up then its back to "Beth, who?". And what's even better. I am covered in hives from all the stress I am under. I look like I have scabies.
I am sitting at work on the verge of tears because all I want to do is see my daughter which may or may not happen. And right now I am stuck face down in the dirt with everyone jumping on my back pushing me even further down.
I am just trying to breathe. That's it. I need a break. I need something to work in my favor for just a little bit.
Okay done bitching out loud.