How Much More Do I Have To Take...?

BOHICA (Bend Over, Here It Comes Again) is practically becoming a way of life for me. And I hate it.

I had recently bought a brand-new bed to replace my mother's, I was in the midst of gathering up some essentials so we could settle into our new apartment, and I was looking for a new job to help make up for these expenses...when my mother started having problems, and as a result, is now in the hospital. Doped up on sedatives, and...

I'm sorry. There's a lot here that's just too painful for me to discuss right now, and too difficult to display in a public forum such as this. But right now, I have to wonder; just how much more do I have to take...?

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