Kingdom of Knuffel

Okay first off I suffer from depression and right now I'm off my meds because I don't have medicaid and without it my meds cost over 1k. Naturally I don't have that. I sent in my papers and now I'm waiting for the stupid city to stop dragging their feet and put me (and my daughter) back on.

Anyways, so I'm getting bombarded with two girls: mine and my sister's. I'm babysitting (For free) my niece. Well I had an emotional breakdown. Don't worry I didn't hurt myself (or anyone, I just got angry then I cried a lot), thank god I live with my parents and my mom (being disabled was home) was able to help me. Well this was the last straw. I needed my sister to go on early maternity leave and watch her own kid. So we told her that yesterday and she had a fit. "Oh I can't do that or I'll get fired! Oh I can't find another babysitter. I'm pregnant and I have kidney issues." Whine whine whine. That's all she did. Now mind you I just got back from the dentist about an hour or two before she came home. It was hot and I had an emotional break down earlier. So, I told her like it was.

"Yeah well mom's on cancer watch! I'm off my meds and I'm having emotional break downs! I'm emotionally unstable! I can't handle two children bombarding me! MOM CAN'T HANDLE IT! And it's not all about you so ef off!"

So she leaves and less then twenty minutes later, she calls to say she has a babysitter starting Monday and that I need to committed. COMMITTED?! I'M NOT SUICIDAL! I'M JUST OFF MY MEDS AND EMOTIONAL!" Besides my psychiatrist says I'm okay. I just need my meds.

My sister thinks every issue in the world is on her shoulders and we have to deal with it. And god forbid we have our own issues.

Me: We have issues too!
My sister: OMG! You can't have issues! It's all about me! Me! Me! Me!

Well bad news it's not all about you, Sis.

On a slightly different note: due to the heat my mom, daughter and I had a miserable night. It didn't help my mom and me that we were still angry with my sister. My poor baby didn't get to sleep till 11:20 something then she woke up around 1:00 because it was just too hot up in our room. Grandma, who sleeps downstairs, let her sleep in her bed since it was cooler. She didn't go back to bed till 2-2:30. My poor mom couldn't sleep because she was hurting and I didn't go to bed until about 3:30 and I got up around 8 to watch my niece. On a happier note: when my dad gets home he's going to dig out the window units and put them up. So our room will have one, and the downstairs will too.