I need to find my way out of the hole I've crawled into. That's hard because it means I need to talk. (I know, for those who know me that sounds incredible, but there it is.) I'm reluctant to talk about what's going on in my life because I don't want to embarrass my mom or make her look bad, but, well, that's what's going on in my life. (Short version: the woman wouldn't know a boundary if it fell on her head, and while the dementia has exacerbated that, it's far from a new problem.) So I'm trying to build or find a ladder, and for all the times I've done that for other people, I don't know how to do it for myself.
And I think I'd best hit post before I delete the whole thing.
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Date: 2020-01-16 03:02 am (UTC)And I think I'd best hit post before I delete the whole thing.