Dad has been home now for about a week. I guess he is doing okay. He doesn’t really talk on the phone because it’s hard for him to hear so I’m not 100% sure on things. I say this because my Mom has been sick with some kind of flu the past week and is a little vague about things. If I take the bits and pieces of what she tells me I get freaked out and feel super guilty about not being closer to help out. I did get her to say she needs to call the doctor but I have my doubts that she’ll actually do it. They are stubborn!
Guilt is a terrible feeling. I’m not getting it just from that front either. I am feeling guilty because I’m selfish and want to get out of town and have some fun.
Emotions are complicated…
I get overwhelmed by them at times. I often think about sitting in the “rec room” of an asylum and just playing with the other patients. Like somehow that would be easy.
Ok..I’m not really crazy, but I would like the easy life sometimes…someone to do all my thinking, cleaning up after me, and just take care of me. *shrug*