Well...

The Old Man is coming home Sunday, very briefly, but it's an unexpected surprise. :)
I'm kind of tripping right now because I'm off my medication. It's not that I become dangerous but my thoughts keep me awake at night and I feel overwhelmed with depression,anxiety etc.
At times like these, it's back to basics: make sure I eat, make sure I feel ok, play on the computer and distract myself.
Taking care of myself is one area I've grown alot in. I'm better at taking care of my needs and much better at getting away from people who aren't good to me or good for me.
About a year ago, I met a seemingly nice lady who had three "special needs" children (she adopted them-they had fetal alcohol syndrome) and seemed to have a heap of problems. She seemed isolated like me. I tend to assume the best about people, that it isn't their sickness that keeps them isolated.
Anyway, for several months we were friends...or I was her friend and she acted like a bitch. The main thing was she would "zing" me when I was down instead of lifting me up. I couldn't stand the mind games she played with her kids either. I began to see how sick she was. I started to dread her phone calls...but I felt badly for her kids, see?
And she knew it. As I watched more closely, I saw how she used those kids to her advantage to gain sympathy. She was going to sell a van to me and my husband but she lied about some things about it, like the tags being paid. In the end, I suspect it wasn't even hers to sell. She was going through a divorce and in California, everything is half and half.
So with a great amount of guilt, I ended the friendship. I just broke off contact. It didn't matter if she knew why. An explanation to a person like that is a waste of time. All that mattered was that I was free of her because I don't deserve to be treated that way.
That is big-time growth for me.