Exhausting isn't the half of it.
I'm feel like I'm riding on a rollercoaster, and it's not fun. (then again I've never liked rollercoasters)
Bad part is I'm having trouble being sure how much her diet is playing into this. Today she tried harder to follow it and was immensly better.
She did contact the psychiatrist today. They're holding a spot for her til her welfare insurance kicks in. I told her to call them back tomorrow and mention she is low income. I know they do a sliding scale. She asked me to and I told her I can't because she's 18. And she's working on the welfare insurance.
And she plans to go to the DMV tomorrow after work.
So maybe she did hear some of what we said.
Probably you guys are the only one's who can understand, but I'm telling you I can't wait until she moves out of my house. I love her to death, but living with her is becoming harder as each month passes.
