Long rant
This is a long personal rant, prepare yourself.
Sad to say that the last few weeks have been rather tough on me. Not making it to the gym as much as I should, which I hate cuz I pay for it, better get as much as I can out of it. My eating has been so-so. Some days I do great and others I give in to the midnight craving of Taco Bell.
Then on top of all that I have family and personal issues going on that in all reality I shouldn't let get to me, but it seems to have consumed my life. My older sister truly is causing me an ulcer, I swear. I worry about her so much(shes 26), Im afraid shes going to die an early death because of the choices she is making and it kills me that she wont take anyones advice. Ugggh just writing this it gets me all worked up, my stomach doing flips and my brain starting to have that tinge that Im gonna get a migraine.
Well seeing as this is my vent area of my life I guess I'll let you all in on whats going on. My sister is an addict. Right now shes addicted to prescription pills, coke, and god knows what else. I recently took her to a hospital detox followed by taking her to an inpatient rehab.
To give you a little background why its odd that I was the one to take her-- we have never gotten along. She has stolen my identity twice and lied to my face about it and then once she got caught and taken to court she got to walk away with 18 months of probation instead of jail time because she convinced the arresting officer that I LET HER use my name! Also we lived together for 4 months once and in this time she racked up so many bills that I had to pay resulting in me being in debt for about $3000...that she has never paid a penny back.
So anyways back to the last months, I decided great shes changing her life, I'll be there to support that. So I went and visited her every week and she would call me every week telling me stuff she needed (winter clothes, coat, cases of soda, shampoo ect ect) and Id go buy it and bring it to her. Mind you that she was at a place that was an hour drive away. Then 3 weeks ago I got a call from my mom and my little sister(21) saying that my sister had been arrested while at rehab. Turns out that she called an ex bf and told him to fill out a prescription and hide it at a local gas station for her. She went picked it up and took 60 pills at once. Which pretty much was a "fuck you" to me in my opinion. Her probation officer was called once she got back to the rehab all messed up and her PO put her in jail. She was in jail for 9 days, on the last day calling me from jail, costing me even more money on my cell phone bill to talk to her. The whole time by the way she just complained. She calls me that same day saying she got out of jail and from her voice and what she was saying I could tell she was already high again. She proceeded to get my whole family into guilting me into driving her to my little sisters house which is 3 hours from where she was(she was a hour from me to begin with). She has burned every single bridge with any friends or relatives that no one would take her, or even let her stay at their houses until I got off of work to go pick her up. My family was saying stuff like "Your the only on we can rely on" "You always do the right thing" and its at this point that I started resenting being such a good kid. So after working a 10 hr work day at 11pm I went and drove her to my sisters house. The whole car ride shes sneaking more and more pills cuz she knows my lil sister wont let her have them in her house.(my lil sis and her husband are both recovering addicts themselves) If I would of seen her doing it, I wouldnt of allowed it either but I wasn't told she took them until later. And then drove back home, getting home around 5am. She stayed 1 week with my sister, now shes back in the town I picked her up from and no one has heard from her. We dont know where shes staying, who shes with, if shes even alive....nothing... so yeah thats where the ulcer/migraine feeling comes from.
I can't believe I even just wrote all of that.
Sorry, I know its not weight loss related at all but I had to get that off my chest. Thanks for those of you who "listen"..... Sometimes I just gotta let it all out because the truth is I don't think any of my friends realize what it is I'm actually feeling. Even if I tell them they just say "Oh your just in a funk, it'll pass"...anyways I'll let you all get back on with your lives. Love you all.
~Ashley~