so just got a call, my moms blood sugar is way out of wack and they are admitting her for at least a week. now I don't exactly get along with her, but she is my mother.
as if I didn't have enough stress. between losing time friends, Amanda dieing and me dealing with standard business crap...
stick a damn fork in me, I'm done.
if I wasn't for the fact I don't drink, I would be right now.
that old saying "I know god won't trust me with more then I can handle, I just wish he did not trust me so much..." is really sounding about legit right now... and I don't even believe in god.