yeah. She is in her new apartment. My sister went over to take her something for the Switch, and found her drunk. She had been drinking Truly, which has a high alcohol content.
Dante was there and told Nikki, My mom is acting weird today.
Te had been watching the trailer for that movie 4 Good Days and crying. She sent it to our group chat around 6ish, so she must have already started drinking. Nikki left her place at around 745.
I asked a bunch of questions, to which made me not very comfortable, so when Maya got off work, we went over to the apartment. We heard her up and about, on the phone with someone. She was not in her bed; I could see through her blinds. Only her bathroom light was on. Dante must have been in his room because he was quiet, and it was just Te being angry on the phone.
Maya was on the stairs, and I was against the wall next to her window, when she came and closed the blinds. She didnt even see Maya and couldn’t see me.
I felt okay with that, and left.
If I had gone and knocked, I think it would have made things worse.
Prior to that, I texted her asking if I should go pick up Dante b/c Nikki told me she was drunk.
She finally responded a few moments ago, “No.”
I will address this tomorrow. Dante already has issues, he needs calm and stability more than ever. She does this and still expects him to behave. He obviously has special needs.
As we left, Maya said, why is she like that.
I said, I have no idea.
I thanked her for coming and almost called her Chante. She said, you were going to call me Chante. I’m the good one.
I said, you are the good one.
She said, I told Aryana I’m the golden child.
I said you are.
The one thing I can say, is that it sucks dealing with this alone or asking Maya for help, but it is so much better than having to run this shit by Fugly. He would have been awful about it.
Funny how he couldn’t deal with my once in a while drama and maybe having Dante over here, but now all of a sudden, he can help raise another kid, full time, Dante’s age… hmph. slap in the face. Though I feel sorry for that kid and all her others.
Anyhow, I am stressed and worried, but its not as bad as it could be or as it was when he was here, being unhelpful, unsupportive, mean and cruel to me about it, as if it were all my fault.
Still searching for a therapist. smh.