Mom's in the ICU.  She tried to kill herself.  Her "boyfriend" said she was clean when it happened.  She wasn't.  He called 911 and left her there. She's unconscious right now and I have to wait another 20 minutes to even see her. Jess knows but Kayla doesn't.  I feel trapped. Responsible.  Annoyed. Trapped because her "boyfriend" wants to say goodbye and then just disappear from her life.  We passworded her room so he can't get in. I am tempted to just let him. But I can't.  He is a terrible person. A meth dealer. A liar. And so many other things I can't even count them all. I feel responsible because when she gets out she wont have a place to go except her boyfriends.  She will be homeless. Again. And annoyed because now I have to push my date back even gurther because I know my family wont be able to handle another issue like this for a while. I guess that's selfish but I had it planned down to the last detail. 
Jess scared me when she heard the news. She said she wishes mom would have succeeded so that she could dance on her grave. I think Jess needs some counseling. She hasn't been before so maybe it will help her a little bit.  Same goes for Kayla.  She really needs to stop stealing stuff especially from grandma and she needs to stop trying to take her leap-pad to school. Almost every morning it's the same fight and it has to stop. 
Guess I should head back in and see if I can get in to see her.