Bad day for my asthmar. Kinda shitty air quality, plus hours behind second hand smoke and bus exhaust. Then we got to my mum's house and I had an attack walking in. Right now they've got a little construction going on so parts of the house are sectioned off, but the crap is in the AIR, so it only helps so much.
We're running into money issues and it is just another stress on me.
Oddly, aside from the money, right now Wash has so few doctor visits. He's "stable" for right now. For some reason this just puts me into such more worry....thing's going so well when is the horror of the brain cancer going to come back? When, that constant fear and feeling like I'm holding my breath waiting for the worst. Right now I should be focusing on other things,the happy things like the time we have right now.
My depression, my anxiety are eating me alive.
I tried today to function, to be what he needed, what I needed, and I just failed.
I ended up having to deal with a new crisis this morning, and the little stresses just overwhelm me again.
I feel like I am just growing more and more scared of life.