Auntie is back. And nothing has changed. Throughout the months I haven’t posted I finally got mom all her doctors appointments, I got her diagnoses,
IHSS is putting me under investigation. Nice Guy who we will now referred to by name, David Neves, and Amy Hoe who I’ll be respectful
When I first got that call from Nice Guy everyone was so excited but I kept telling them not to get their hopes up and lookie lookie here, I was right. It wasn’t just pessimism. But pessimism had a lot to do with it.
I was never born with any so I don’t have the ability to advocate for her unless I have someone with me advocating for me, repeating my words out of an able-bodied mouth
I’m not an angry person. I’m the type of person who you would assume has a bad temper because I’m naturally argumentative but anger is
I admit that I am insufferable at best. I’m guarded, I’m suspicious, I’m untrusting, I’m anal, I’m condescending, I’m pretentious, I’m hyperbolic, I’m pretentious enough to say I’m hyperbolic, I’m prideful, I’m petty, I’m unforgiving, I’m relentless, I’m impulsive, I’m too analytical but also too eccentric, I easily disregard people I don’t like, I’m manipulative, I have no mercy, I’m independent, I’m a burden, I’m everything you could hate.