Mom got rid of her catheter last week. Yay! She has to go back Tuesday for another check up though, and depending on how that goes, she might be going to see Cliff and fam sometime after that.
Liston is still in denial over - well, everything. He's even managed to loose his most recent job. No telling on what he plans on doing next.
I really am supporting 3 people on my paycheck...it really kind of sucks. Thank God for what Mom gets each month to meet her bankruptcy and mortgage payments.
Work is its ever interesting dramatic self. We might be without a nighttime supervisor - again. This is the second one, well third if you count Christina's attempt, in the 2 years that I've been there.
Paige, my so called best friend hasn't returned any of my emails in over a week. I know she just had a new grandbaby, but she could at least call. Especially since their car is still in my name and they still owe me money for the last payment. I've threatened to drop it from my insurance if it isn't taken care of soon.
I'm still depressed. I have my happy moments....but then life weighs me down. It's my birthday again this Thursday. 32. And the things that have changed since the depression started at 29: *I no longer go to that church, ok, I don't go anywhere right now; *I no longer have my own apartment and live back at home with Mom; *I no longer have the same friends, I don't think I have any 'close' friends left; *My car doesn't work right now and I can't afford to get it fixed as I wasn't allowed to spend my Economic Stimulus Check as I wanted. Everything else is still the same. I've just lost the will to live beyond the moment, and even that is a toleration of the burdens I bear. I no longer hope for a happy future, I just long for release.