Short Notes, Random Ones

Dear Brain,
What mysterious chemical imbalance are you afflicted with so chaotically? And why did you have to randomly be wired to crash me high and low, back and forth, again and again, all in the blink of an eye? Oh, the debilitating sensory aversions are just kicking me when I'm already down...have mercy! For the love of Pete, at least don't manifest as a dire NEED to clean and wash while we live here. The floors here being coated by mold and/or kitty litter is making it physically IMPOSSIBLE to do a damn thing. I can't scrub the basement floor on my knees with a toothbrush because I can't walk on the basement floor without gagging. I can't wash my own clothes because the laundry room floor is coated by a layer of kitty litter and the feel of it makes me want to drown kittens.

Dear MIL,
If you make a bottle for either of my children, do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT just drop the formula scoop back into the can to then be covered by said formula because having to touch that powder to retrieve the scoop will trigger a HUGE sensory reaction, making me VERY angry for absolutely no reason.... Just because you don't get the angry face of Caitlin doesn't mean you can still just do what you want and get away with it all.

Dear Children,
Your constant screaming and neediness is going to drive mommy KRAYZEE if you don't cut it out already. The clinging to my pody will not fly anymore. Mommy needs her personal space, regardless of what you want.

Irritating Cats,
You're getting closer and closer to driving me to drink. I don't know which of you figured out how to open the door to Pickle's room, but for the simple fact that you let the fat black and white ass-hole cat in there when all he cares to do is sit on my daughter's face...you deserve to feel pain. And as if that's not enough. the constant yowling...it keeps me awake at night. Cut the crap or I cut you. ALL!

Dear Husband,
I had a complete mental breakdown, followed by a full-on panic attack, and you did NOTHING to help me come back from the edge. I love you dearly, but that's unacceptable from you. I need a shoulder to lean on right now. I need a strong support system, headed up by you because you're my husband. Step it up, please. I need you now, more than ever, love.