I did it again, the door opened and I walked in even after being insulted the night before.
the day I helped her with her closets she cooked the chicken pot pies, the frozen meal I had bought and called me after to say they were god awful. just lie to me why be mean? then last night she first made fun of dad about his memory, he couldn't remember eating this casserole before, he is forgetful now on stuff like that, and mother was going to make it but didn't know, didn't feel up to it etc... so here I come to the rescue saying I will make it for you guys, bring it on Friday! it is a very easy meal, but I wanted to kick myself in the ass. she even said that it may be easy but I still have to set the table and warm the plates, oh my, 2 plastic placemats and napkins and a fork. I am bringing it and leaving, I will hear stay, sit but I cant and wont. I don't have anything planned but I don't want to be there. I do feel bad but I cant help it. last night on phone I didn't ask how she was she was going on about how her and "your father" are disagreeing on what the temp. says the thermostat is set at! she who cant see good and uses the magnifying glass wrong says your father is reading it wrong and he reads fine, I wanted to scream you are the one who cant see!!!! this will go on all winter.
enough. this has made my anxiety raise up even with the meds I take, the mornings are esp. bad, so anxious and sick feeling. I cant even think of breakfast, will bring it to work but doubt I will eat it.
thanks everone