It's a Mousey kind of Life

Stress building

Sorry. They don't have guest wifi where I get chemo and I haven't felt much like writing the past few days.

So many stressful things going on that I can't talk about. What I can talk about no one listens anyhow. No one wants to hear about how sick the chemo is making me despite them promising to be sympathetic.

I took the day for myself today and hid in my room sleeping. I am not going to let them use me. It is getting ridiculous. I get told that I don't have to walk the dog then get yelled at for not doing it. Not to mention things are getting done that our former tenants got yelled at for. I don't know. I get told it is my house too but when I mention something that's not right I get told that I am just seeing things wrong and I should mind my own business.

I feel like I have said too much without really saying anything. I'm going to see my peer support on Thursday and I feel like I can't say anything. I feel like I should be making plans to move on my own but I am so sick I need the companionship.

I don't know why I keep a blog. I never have anything to say and most of the time I don't make entries.

The only thing I can figure is that it keeps me writing something.