I haven’t taken my meds in two days. Not because I don’t think I need them anymore but because I’ve been having supper at my parents and forgot to bring meds and the latuda must be taken with so many calories. I’m only feeling it right now in the allergy department. Scratchy throat and runny nose.
I’ve had a good time the last two days at my parents watching old home movies. What makes it neat is seeing my youngest one ask questions and think about his life if we’d stayed in Iowa.
I honestly don’t have a favorite child. They are all different and have challenges and awesome qualities. But my youngest has had the last daily living trauma of living with his father and so he’s a less sullen teen. I’m more level and loving also so it’s not just the effects of him growing up in a shitty marriage that have allowed him to blossom in ways the others didn’t.
I am a little melancholy as I thought my middle son and I were closer then we are. I don’t know why he has been so quite lately. Well I do have a clue he wants a partner in life and is struggling to find one and it makes his depression worse. I get that. But I also know or have seen many times when you want something so bad it doesn’t manifest. I feel for him.
Why can life be so hard for people and easy for others? I don’t get the rhyme or reason of it.