No news is not necessarily good news

Don’t think anything has changed just because I haven’t ranted lately; she is still here and the closest I can come to classifying the state of the family is: status quo with extreme prejudice.

Oh, she has a job. Part time, paying 7. an hour. Hardly a living wage. But instead of looking for a better job, every moment not at work is spent reading romance novels; even days off. Still won’t clean anything.
Comes in at midnight, and always wakes us.

I think she tries to stay out of our way by hiding in her room, but by doing so it feels like an alien presence in the house, always just out of reach… it’s hard to explain.

I’ve changed. I’m stressed and eating more, and worse. While she has lost weight, I have gained. My neck hurts on a daily basis, and I’ve fallen out of more important habits like cleaning, mowing and paying bills.
I would almost take something if a doctor suggested it… but that would mean I’d have to make an appointment…