Hanging on.

I did not see tonight coming. I had prayed earlier for strength to deal with what may come. I did not see myself flipping on Timothy. Yet his mouth and his attitude lately have been working my last. I have overlooked much of his behavior. I just will not have him become my brother and I support him in doing so. I exhale. There is little I can do but pray.

I have faith that once I am past the 23rd of April all will be better. I really sense a change for me. A positive change that I shall be able to recognize as a positive change. I am hesitant to apply for any jobs at this point. I am also thankful for my transfer request being denied. I have had several dreams lately. I am not sure what they mean. I just know I have had them. My mind is racing too much for me to write much about the dreams. I pray for timothy's well being tonight wherever he is. I love him dearly. I shall not tolerate his negative behavior.


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Lost it

Today, I finally flipped on my son. I hurt. I worry as to where he may be. I pray I am correct in thinking he is at Cousin Sear's. Today the stress of everything that lead up to the migraine is the reason I snapped. The good news is Timothy took my warnings to heart and left. I am angry with the situation I am in. It is even more frustrating when it appears he is working against me. My brother sits in the house and openly makes drug deals. My mother wants me to settle for Walmart. I have little money and must make it for another 3 weeks. Quiana is playing financial games with an emotional tie. I am just tired.


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