mom made me give her a COVID test today. i did the test on her and after 10 minutes, i let her know that she was negative. i get the feeling she is depressed yet doesn't know why. and i have been dealing with depression for so long, i tell her all the things i see. of course, i don't do it in a way that she finds supporting or uplifting, so i'm not sure how much she takes what i'm saying to heart. honestly, i sometimes think she is just looking for someone to tell her what she wants to hear. i understand that. i never really search for that in my life. i'm more interested in the ones that will tell me the hard truths and give me some thoughts on how i could make something better. i have learned in 47 years to check my ego at the door at times. i know if i never learned that, i would be dead by now. especially given how this country is now.
so yeah, there is a level of frustration in the house from one side that you can feel it. and as much as i will help my mother i know, this is something that she has to take the initiative to actually want the help. i'm very much a do something about it or just accept it kind of person. mom is so entrenched in her procrastination that i'm not sure she actually knows how to deal with any mental shit without just pushing it away to deal with it later. as much as i tell her that will come back to bite her in the end, she keeps on doing it. as you can imagine, nothing but fun times here. as one photo in the house says, we put the fun in dysfunction.
part 1 of the finale of The Voice last night was excellent. i have no damn clue who is going to win. i know tonight will be Blake Shelton's last night, so i'm expecting a shit ton of nostalgia.
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