Not sure if I’ll post this but need to have a rant as my head is getting full up again with crap. I had a fall this morning and my knee really hurts from it. I wasn’t using my stick so totally my fault. D shouted at me while I’m on the floor and passed me my stick. I was still too sore to get up but felt I had to otherwise I would anger her more. We still talk about the September deadline to decide what we are doing. I’m not sure if I want to be with someone who shouts at me when I fall over, regardless of the stick. It’s only happened a handful of times. She made me feel small and stupid. Which I am because I’m not using the stick all the time. So I’m to blame for it. Guess she just got sick and tired of caring about that stuff.

I guess it’s just little things that bother me. I wasn’t looking for sympathy but a hand helping me back up would have been really appreciated.

She also keeps saying I sleep all the time. When I confront her all I get back is “you do” when in fact I don’t. When you cannot wake me, even slapping or prodding me, that would be an FND seizure. When I’m asleep in bed I wake up or move if nudged and asked to roll over because of snoring. That is normal sleep. This I wake up from. I can’t help it sometimes as my meds make me sleepy, give me red eyes, and make me look tired. I do not fucking enjoy taking them in the first place. I don’t need comments about it, I don’t find it funny.

Truth hurts I guess and I’m just too soft for it.

And dickhead (brother) has signed up my number to a debt collection agency in his name so now I get texts and calls. Blocking them as they come. Muppet.

That is all for now.