my sick mom

my mom is the worst person to live with in the world. her bipolar episodes combined with her severe alcoholism have gotten so severe the last few months, it is unbarable.

i was woken up by drunk ranting at the top of her lungs at 3am last week. she was down 2 bottles of wine and freaking out about god-knows-what. while this is not that unusual for my mother, that night was especially frustrating since i had to get up semi-early the next morning. the other day i was woken up at 6am by her just barging into my room and letting sprite outside (to make sure i got up to chase him up the hill). real fun, huh?

her illness has gotten to a point that it is not only taking over her life, it is taking over mine. it is so difficult to deal with i cannot even explain. i will go nuts if i stay here.