Dec 04, 2006 07:52
She just left about ten minutes ago to go to the doctors. I'm still not sure if she's actually going to tell the doctor how she's been lately. Dad slipped the idea in again last night but I think she thinks that we're just being annoying on purpose. Now I'm starting to snap at her just as much as she is me because I've got so used to having to talk to her the same that it's getting everyone down now. I'm 'upsetting' her supposedly.
Speaking of, she just walked back in. Thankfully, she has told her. The doctor told her that she didn't really want to give her anything medication wise (Well that's not the only answer!) so she's given her a leaflet on depression and told her if she's the same in two weeks then she has to go back up and see her again. I hate to say it but I think she will be :/ She asked my mum if she's got anything playing on her mind. Her answer? 'Well you do know that Yvette was in hospital a couple of months ago don't you? And she hasn't been perfect since she came outl.' :O Nice. Now I feel guilty for being bloody ill. When she told me she tried to give me a look that said she didn't mean it like that but you can see that she's now got it into her head that I'm probably what's causing it and playing on her mind. Just what I need :(
Ugh, I'll make another entry later about how I had a wonderful day on Saturday with Jay and Scott, how she ruined it for about fifteen minutes for me, then how they both cheered me up so much and made me realise again how blessed I am to have them as for friends *hugs for them*