I took the day off of work on Friday. I felt terrible and had a small fever. I think my body just finally shut down after the drama of the past few weeks. But, I'm sleeping in the bed again and I did my laundry and put the clothes away. Small baby steps to feeling normal.
We almost lost my BFF's dad to covid last Thursday as well. I swear to all that is holy, if I lose any part of my second family due to this, I'm going to burn some shit down. Dad still isn't out of the woods, but they didn't have to intubate him and his oxygen level is back up to 80%, so we're out of the "he called his wife to say goodbye" phase at least. Mom is also covid positive, but asymptomatic at this point.
K reached out again Thursday night and their immaturity level has reached new heights. They now know they are locked out of the apartment and, basically, had an ugly temper tantrum via text. Here's the thing though: K
has to make any movements to get in, not their mommy, and while K seems to have some new found boldness coming from their mouths, I know them....they're not going to do a damn thing they threatened to do b/c they would have to do it. They said that I had once again created a situation where I had all the power and they had to deal with the consequences. I told them they had made adult commitments and breaking them had consequences. They apparently didn't even understand what the lease addendum was for, that it actually protected them from breaking the lease. Also, any time I find myself getting too mopey, I re-read this and just sigh to myself, b/c damn
if it's not exactly what was happening: https://www.bpdfamily.com/content/how-borderline-relationship-evolves
Just hitting the grind at work now, trying to get things caught up and be a good employee. They've been pretty supportive of my breakdown here, so I need to give back.