MALNUTRITION!

It amazes me that the woman who refuses to let me lift a finger to help myself is content with letting me STARVE, because she doesn't want to go shopping "in this weather!"

I want to throw a fit, but I'm much to tired for that. I want to rant and scream and throw wet towels and the frying pan at the windows and hear the shattering of glass.

I'm so frustrated, and tired, I'm really, really tired.

I want out, I want out I want out of EVERYTHING. I have no where to go.