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Yesterday was a crazy/horrible day. I'll just sum it up quickly. My mother suicidally took 29 prescription sleeping pills and got in the car and drove off.
Thankfully, she is alright. She was delusional all day yesterday afterwards. The car is totaled, but that doesn't really matter. It could have been much worse. She could have killed herself and/or somebody else. She doesn't remember anything at all from the whole ordeal, including taking the pills. (I don't know if I really believe that. It is sad that I cannot trust her.)
She seems perfectly fine today. She is still acting kind of odd, best I can sum it up is by saying she is way too happy-go-lucky. She is outside planting flowers right now in the flower-beds in the front yard.
Am I not living in a soap opera? All that is missing is the sappy boy/girl love relationship.
Thankfully, she is alright. She was delusional all day yesterday afterwards. The car is totaled, but that doesn't really matter. It could have been much worse. She could have killed herself and/or somebody else. She doesn't remember anything at all from the whole ordeal, including taking the pills. (I don't know if I really believe that. It is sad that I cannot trust her.)
She seems perfectly fine today. She is still acting kind of odd, best I can sum it up is by saying she is way too happy-go-lucky. She is outside planting flowers right now in the flower-beds in the front yard.
Am I not living in a soap opera? All that is missing is the sappy boy/girl love relationship.