breakdown

I ended up having a bit of a breakdown this morning on The Boy. He phoned me, and was quite happy, and I eventually ended up screaming at him to just leave me alone. So that was actually quite a good move, because it got both of us talking about what and why and how, and so, at the end of it, it was cheery and fun. Jeez, I just don't know how I am going sort this out though. I mean, as you can tell, we love each other, but there are a lot of things conspiring against us, and I'm not sure how we can get round that. Its going to take looooots of work.

My dying grandmother (she's been supposed to die for the last 48hrs) has instead started to recover. This is not a good thing. Her time has come; she's a very old, very sick lady, and living just isn't fun for her anymore. It just wouldn't be right if she made it through this. Times here are strained.