I know this is not the place for this but idk where to complain and I also feel like I know people on this board.
Yesterday:Feeling so so sad. Thinking about the damn affair He's been nice to me, since he promised 3 weeks ago. I know it's not a big deal for people reading this but for me it is. When we went to sleep he said goodnight sweetie and he wanted me to come and sleep on his chest. He said come stay here with me ,please come. So I did. Anyways what also upset me yesterday was my daughter and my daughter's best friend (Alex)who I consider a second daughter since she's been 11 years old and she considers me her second mom.( Her mom died)
My daughter called and texted angry messages the whole day because she was upset about mostly imaginary health issues and can't find a job. I tried to calm her down but of course she knows better. Then Alex who is scizophrenic. I've been dealing with this for a few years now. Hours and hours ,days and nights spent trying to help her.
Yesterday she ran away from the hospital and nobody knew where she was .I got a text from her telling me she ran away and wouldn't tell me where she was because she didn't want the mental health people to find her. She has a 2 year old cutie pie and I was worried she might do something.
I had 3 very difficult things to deal with yesterday. I just wish I could run away from it all. How much more can a person handle.I don't want to know about my Husband's affair(s) I don't want to know about daughter's crazy garbage and I don't want to know about Alex's schizophrenia. Everyone is bombarding me with their problems as if I'm some kind of mental health professional.
Sorry, it might sound selfish, but everything I just wrote here will more or less repeat itself again today like in groundhog day.( If this is not allowed here ,moderator please delete).
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