Way to go, mom!

I'd be unlikely to invite strangers to come and live in my house. Various online buddies would be more than welcome, but then (as far as I know :P), none of them are junkies, pimps or prostitutes who are going to take over my bedroom and use it as a knocking-shop.

I could just do with one week where my mother doesn't have a crisis. I'm tired and stressed, and most of my free time is spent running around after her. I know she can't help it - she seems genuinely convinced that this situation was perfectly OK. And technically it is - she can make her own decisions, but what I do resent is that these decisions will ultimately fall on my head. If the housing association found prostitutes and junkies "trading" in her flat, they'd kick her out. Leaving me with the choice of either having her to live with me, or seeing her live on the streets.

Anyway, I've just had a long discussion with her social worker on why it isn't OK to just leave this. Yes, my mom is bringing it on herself by making poor decisions (ooo - catch-22), but surely these decisions indicate that she is in need of some mental health care. I will kick someone's ass over this or die trying :P

This doesn't need to be commented on by anyone - I just needed to get it out of my system before I cry :/

On the bright side, I think I'm going to take the day out for some mushroom picking tomorrow :)