Bad, bad day. Took me an hour to convince myself that a cigarette was Not going to cure the problem. Been trying to call my "dad" since Saturday with no success. Got REALLY MAD today and left a nasty message on his delinquent son's cell phone. I call myself fallen angel because I have no patient and am intolerant of dysfunction. I've seen enough to last me a lifetime. It wastes so much time and energy.

Anyway, dad finally called me tonight and is trying to draw me into his relationship with my mom. I drew the line in the sand that I will not cross. I cannot get involved in their relationship, they need to work it out on their own.

But, I did tell them I'd come over tomorrow night and talk about the care that my mother needs. I'm very tempted to take a tape recorder and play it all back for them when we're done.

I'm so drained right now. Better get some rest to face the morrow'.