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I'm not as screwed up as I was last night. I'm still just as angry with mother as I was and my feelings about her haven't changed at all. I'm still concerned about my brother, and I still know he's going to be ok because he's a bright guy and because he is loved.
I finally managed to get sleep. I don't suggest staying getting 3 hours of sleep in 39. The only way I was able to feel ok enough to let myself sleep was after venting for the 5th time, and after sending him love and energy.
I'm still very anxious to hear from him, but I don't know if he'll be able to call or not. Worse come to worse, I know he'll snail mail me...the waiting will drive me nuts, but it will be worth it to know he's ok.
It still really hurts me to know how bad things got for him. I was really hoping things would be better for him than they were for me, but mother has only gotten worse over the years.
I'm still waiting on a second call from her. I don't know what I'm going to say this time, other than trying to go pick up his belongings so she won't trow them out in a fit of anger.
Just as a warning to those of you who read these things, I will most likely be posting a lot about this situation because, after seeing how things went yesterday, I'm going to need to unload as much as possible to keep from breaking down over this.
Jason went to his interview this morning, but I'm yet to hear how it went because he's finally getting sleep. I'm really hoping it went well. Even if he doesn't get the job, I think it will be a good morale boost for him. After applying to 30-50 places and not getting a call back from any of them, it really takes a toll on a person.
Despite how shitty/stressful things have been, I still have an overall good feeling about everything.
I finally managed to get sleep. I don't suggest staying getting 3 hours of sleep in 39. The only way I was able to feel ok enough to let myself sleep was after venting for the 5th time, and after sending him love and energy.
I'm still very anxious to hear from him, but I don't know if he'll be able to call or not. Worse come to worse, I know he'll snail mail me...the waiting will drive me nuts, but it will be worth it to know he's ok.
It still really hurts me to know how bad things got for him. I was really hoping things would be better for him than they were for me, but mother has only gotten worse over the years.
I'm still waiting on a second call from her. I don't know what I'm going to say this time, other than trying to go pick up his belongings so she won't trow them out in a fit of anger.
Just as a warning to those of you who read these things, I will most likely be posting a lot about this situation because, after seeing how things went yesterday, I'm going to need to unload as much as possible to keep from breaking down over this.
Jason went to his interview this morning, but I'm yet to hear how it went because he's finally getting sleep. I'm really hoping it went well. Even if he doesn't get the job, I think it will be a good morale boost for him. After applying to 30-50 places and not getting a call back from any of them, it really takes a toll on a person.
Despite how shitty/stressful things have been, I still have an overall good feeling about everything.