Nothing they said tonight was as cruel as some of the things they've said in the past. Little things, tonight, building up into a big accusational hand pointing at me and saying, "You're making all this up just to get attention. We don't believe anything you say." And then at the same time a huge comforting hand of, "We'll get you the help you need. We're trying hard to understand, and we know it's really very hard for you."
As I said earlier, no wonder I'm a little messed up inside.
And no wonder I'm so exhausted, either.
Thank god, thank god, they leave tomorrow. Morning. Early. ~wearily does the getting-the-house-to-herself-again dance~