Stress

I can't afford my apartment anymore. Me and The Man have to sit down and come to a conclusion about just what the hell is going on in terms of housing.

I'm watching my grandmother emotionally abuse my mother into insanity/sickness.
This can no longer be tolerated. I'm calling the social worker in charge of my grandmother's case tuesday. I don't know what can be done, but I can't just watch this go on anymore.

I have a lead on a job. Yes, it's manual labor.
I've seen the dissapointment in the SO, and I've taken the kicked puppy look and the "oh" from my mother.

Look, at least *I'm trying* to make some sort of an income.
I don't need crap, or scrutanization about it, direct or indirect, from anybody right now.




That is all.
- k.