I'm just exhausted. Managed to miss not one but 2 buses today, luckily, didn't have to be where i was going at any particular time. Still haven't gotten rid of this cold, completely, but I'm on the upswing.
My mom called today to admt to me that she's been gambling again. A lot. Like hasn't paid her rent for two months, got an eviction notice, hasn't been fucking eating, gambling a lot. But now she's finally getting help and going to meetings. It pisses me off, but not as much as it should. I've known for months she was gambling again, but could see no point at all in confronting her on it, only to be lied to again. I've watched her come so close to destroying her life with this so many times now, that what's the point of getting all freaked out about it anymore? I mean, I'm glad she's getting help, and maybe this time, since she's not determined to do it all herself, it will work, but I'm not going to get too hopeful about it. Gambling killed her father, but that didn't stop her from starting gambling as soon as it became legal here. It already cost her her marriage, but she feels she's better off out of the marriage, and that the gambling was only part of the problem. It's kept her in financial ruin for years now, ever since the money ran out from the one time she won. It's ridiculous, since she makes almost as much money as Z, but doesn't have a family to support and pays about 1/2 of what we pay in rent/utilities. And we regularly have to lend her a little here and there to help her get through, which of course, i now realize, has been all going to gambling. So that's not oging to happen again. I'll give her groceries, maybe put gas in her car for her, but I can't let the money i need to support my family go to her habit.
Anyhow, I hope that this time counts as actual rock bottom for her, and is what it takes for her to get out from under this bullshit.
My mom called today to admt to me that she's been gambling again. A lot. Like hasn't paid her rent for two months, got an eviction notice, hasn't been fucking eating, gambling a lot. But now she's finally getting help and going to meetings. It pisses me off, but not as much as it should. I've known for months she was gambling again, but could see no point at all in confronting her on it, only to be lied to again. I've watched her come so close to destroying her life with this so many times now, that what's the point of getting all freaked out about it anymore? I mean, I'm glad she's getting help, and maybe this time, since she's not determined to do it all herself, it will work, but I'm not going to get too hopeful about it. Gambling killed her father, but that didn't stop her from starting gambling as soon as it became legal here. It already cost her her marriage, but she feels she's better off out of the marriage, and that the gambling was only part of the problem. It's kept her in financial ruin for years now, ever since the money ran out from the one time she won. It's ridiculous, since she makes almost as much money as Z, but doesn't have a family to support and pays about 1/2 of what we pay in rent/utilities. And we regularly have to lend her a little here and there to help her get through, which of course, i now realize, has been all going to gambling. So that's not oging to happen again. I'll give her groceries, maybe put gas in her car for her, but I can't let the money i need to support my family go to her habit.
Anyhow, I hope that this time counts as actual rock bottom for her, and is what it takes for her to get out from under this bullshit.