I’m feeling discouraged. Yesterday after being with Kristy, mom noticed something missing from her mantle and was convinced that someone had ransacked her room and had taken “everything”. Although she could not verbalize what was missing she was furious.

I knew she moved her potted plant outside to water and putting it back would hopefully calm her down, so I walked outside to get it, and placed it back on the mantle. Instead of being happy it was back to normal, she got more irritated and said “why did you take that from me!” I explained she put it outside before leaving, and I was at work all day. But that just made her more angry. She even threw a postcard that I handed her from Andrea and the girls across the room. (Thanks Andrea, she will love it tomorrow I’m sure)

Now even this morning she is still mad at me but forgot why. I feel like I get the brunt of her anger. I wish sometimes I could be in Kristys shoes and be the one she is excited to see. Instead I get the paranoia, irate, anxious side now more often then not. Damned if I do, damned if I don’t 😞

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