I apologize in advance for this post
Speaking of my sister…she’s doing better than before, but not great. She always seems to be very lethargic and unhappy in her depression, so I’m always on the go trying to cheer her up. I try to do activities with her every day to get her up and moving and smiling, but it can be tough… Last night I drove her out to Friendly’s in the middle of the night to get her one of those monster sundaes, and then we played Taboo. Today we went out for a drive to Kimball’s and she painted my shoes with me afterwards… I don’t know, I can usually get her giggling like normal, but it doesn’t last long. She just comes home and goes to sleep, and I try to rouse her with one thing or another. It’s tough having to be in charge of her all the time, especially since I’m sure she’d rather have me just leave her alone. She’s going to a private (um, “alternative”) school in Boston next year, which I hope will be better—it seems great, I’d love to go there, but she’s been attending summer school there a couple days a week and she always seems loath to go. I keep on thinking it will be one more push and then everything will be better, but more and more I get the sense that she will always have to deal with this—and consequently, so will we, because we love her so. Oh, but it’s tough.
Hey, at the risk of sounding too much like my mom: When the going gets tough, the tough get going!
Sorry to go all angsty on you guys—you know how desperately I try to avoid that (heh). Ah well, take care.