{{{Epic}}} I'm so sorry that for all you are dealing with and that you don't have a good meatspace support system.

Amyth, insomnia is evil. I hope you get some rest tonight.

Thanks for the support yesterday. Mom and I ended up sorting through and washing all the clothes ltc got for her birthday. The only thing I have to return is a pair of skinny jeans. Why do they make skinny jeans for 2 year olds again. Poor ltc was totally squished when I put them on her.

~ma in abundance, and extra sleep~ma for amyth.

Thanks, guys, it really did help to just get it all out.

Epic, I'm so sorry. You're dealing with so much. Do you have a support system or people to give you sanity breaks? What can we do?

I've got friends who check in with me a bit, but I really do just have to Get It Done. I'm getting what sanity breaks I take for myself; I already had so much scheduled last weekend and this, that I HAVE to take breaks. And I thankfully have a day off on Monday to decompress (and maybe deal with some [minimal amount of] stuff around the house).

I wish I knew what help to ask for, it's hard.

But when I pulled up in front of my house last night (after dinner, just didn't bring it up with my dad), my neighbor across the street (who I haven't been seeking out , partially because she's dealing with her own stuff as her husband has been in the hospital since this spring after a paralyzing back injury coupled with a cancer diagnosis) called me over and asked what's up and let me cry and encouraged me to come over and hang with her in the evenings. She's got a lot of family locally, but I guess her house gets kinda empty at night. So, we might be able to help each other through. Sometimes the answer doesn't look like you expected, but it's still nice to get an answer.

Commiserating with your neighbor sounds like it would be good for both of you. Could any of your local friends make up a large batch of food that you could heat up quickly? Sometimes it really helps just not to have to worry about eating.

Funnily, I was just looking at a big bowl in the fridge last night that my BFF's mom (who is friends with my mom) made for us when...I can't remember the occasion, Mom home from rehab maybe. It was a nice gesture, but most nights I get home late enough that I've either grabbed dinner on the road, or I fix a bag of microwave popcorn. Definitely something to keep in mind when she comes home again, tho. Thx.

Sometimes the answer doesn't look like you expected, but it's still nice to get an answer.

That is lovely, and so true. I'm glad you have someone nearby to lean on.

{{Epic}} I hope you were able to get to the show last night and distract the brain some. I wish I were closer to give you a proper hug.

This morning my sister and I will pick up step-dad from rehab and bring him home. He is healing well.

So, the most viable Democratic candidate for my congressional district, who used to post a bunch of stuff complaining about Sanders supporters and brag about how much work she put into campaigning for Clinton in Ohio, is now doing interviews with The Young Turks and calling herself a Berniecrat and posting a bunch of stuff complaining about Clinton supporters. (Personally, I never really liked her, but she's definitely the person who has the best chance -- though still slim -- of beating our current awful Tea Party representative, so I reluctantly said I'd volunteer for her campaign, though she never got back to me on that. But, really, all the local Bernie people remember how much she antagonized them just a month or two ago, and now she's antagonizing the local Clinton supporters, and really, what is this supposed to accomplish?)

So my progress in my life includes applying for jobs instead of having anxiety attacks (well mild ones) looking at jobs and writing a resume.

I just discovered after applying for 6 jobs I have a typo on my resume that has been copied over into the application of every job I applied for. I'm also trying not to get discouraged because there aren't a lot of options but I have applied for a receptionist job and even a month ago I felt like I wasn't capable of doing that.

Hil, that really does sound like a choice between the lesser of two evils. I'm not sure I could campaign for her, myself.

askye, you're doing so great! Applying for jobs is just hard, and harder with anxiety. *fistbump*

I plan to have a lazy Sunday in my pajamas.