So. This is my last year living with my parents before I leave to college in WV. Both my sisters moved out, and I was an only child :P
NOW. Ray's father, Ray Sr, has kind of moved in. He's 93. Or 94. Not sure which... Anyways, he has alzheimer's disease and can't go 15 minutes without forgetting what he's doing. I'm 17. I have NO idea how to handle this, and although my parents are trying to take care of him mostly on their own, it falls on me half the time. It's making me feel sick even to be in my own home.
I also have a cold. Worst I've had in years. That's totally kicking my ass. You can tell just by coming into my room that a sick person is living in it because I spent most of my weekend lying in bed; mostly because I didn't want to go to the rest of the house where Ray Sr might be.
Oh yeah, another thing. I have THREE quarters left before I have to be in WV. But I wont be in WV if I don't finish whatever the fuck I'm doing! Wouldn't it be helpful to know exactly what the fuck I have to do?! YEAH! Jesus I'm fuckin' losing it.
So, obviously, I should talk to my bestie about it, right? Yeah. Well. BULLSHIT. Some best friend. She's like a completely different person ever since she moved back in with her mom. I can't even fuckin' talk to her anymore, and I don't particularly want to either.
The only things that are keeping me sane right now are my horses, my boyfriend, and my mama. I just want all this to be done with... I just want to move on to the next stage of my life. Please!!
NOW. Ray's father, Ray Sr, has kind of moved in. He's 93. Or 94. Not sure which... Anyways, he has alzheimer's disease and can't go 15 minutes without forgetting what he's doing. I'm 17. I have NO idea how to handle this, and although my parents are trying to take care of him mostly on their own, it falls on me half the time. It's making me feel sick even to be in my own home.
I also have a cold. Worst I've had in years. That's totally kicking my ass. You can tell just by coming into my room that a sick person is living in it because I spent most of my weekend lying in bed; mostly because I didn't want to go to the rest of the house where Ray Sr might be.
Oh yeah, another thing. I have THREE quarters left before I have to be in WV. But I wont be in WV if I don't finish whatever the fuck I'm doing! Wouldn't it be helpful to know exactly what the fuck I have to do?! YEAH! Jesus I'm fuckin' losing it.
So, obviously, I should talk to my bestie about it, right? Yeah. Well. BULLSHIT. Some best friend. She's like a completely different person ever since she moved back in with her mom. I can't even fuckin' talk to her anymore, and I don't particularly want to either.
The only things that are keeping me sane right now are my horses, my boyfriend, and my mama. I just want all this to be done with... I just want to move on to the next stage of my life. Please!!
