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10.20.03 - 11:20 p.m.
I wish I could pull Dara from her "dark place." Simon was supposed to come home today, against my better judgement, because I just don't think Dara is ready to be taking care of another person. She called Si's Dad today and told him she just couldn't do it, and that she was sorry she was a horrible mother. She was crying and practically hyperventilating on the phone, he said. I wish she would just start doing something...like get the dirty dishes out of her bedroom, take the trash out of her bedroom, just clean the fucking bedroom and I am sure she would feel a bit better. I just believe it is hard to get your shit together when you live in a trash heap. She could also maybe, instead of buying drugs pay a little rent money. I am not expecting miracles but on the first she will be 3 months behind...that is over a grand. I am not saying anything to her, because I don't want to add any stress to her already self-created hell basket, but I wouldn't think I would have to tell her that she is required to pay rent while she is living here. These are dark times. I am too old to be friends with a junkey. Seriously. Good night.
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