Mom’s in the room. She likes policing my thoguhts to keep nme safe. She’s neglectful, then the’s oppressive, it switches. It’s very fascinating.

WE’re going to call her job’s hr dept to see if having a sick relative qualfiies her for more time off to care for me.

IT’s been crisis after crisis after crisis for like a good week now, every night.

This is horrifying.

She’s so whiney. I don’t know what to say.

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