She’s pretty close to back to normal. Cycling through anger, sadness, love, sorrow and regret, but that’s just her.
The investigator says she will for sure not be in beyond Monday, and she could get out earlier. I’m a little anxious, but it’s gonna have to happen.
When she’s being rude it’s really hard to keep a smile and continue to tell her it’s gonna be okay. Makes me wanna just walk away, and if i didn’t love her i would.
I don’t even want to talk about it cause it makes me want to cry. I have too much to do today to prepare if she’s gonna end up getting out this week.
Last night i was shi exhausted after seeing her i was asleep within minutes of my head hitting my pillow. I’ll write more after i see her today.