Support group

I posted saying I have an Epic support group and I do. There is no lack of moral support and often physical support in my life. My mom is amazing she knows when I feel bad and does her best to be here when it really matters. My little brother (1 of 2) who never fails to make me smile with his shenanigans and trouble making. He still respects me and that makes me feel good even though I know I'm not all here.  My sister (3 of 3 ) helps me with everything that is hard for me to do (it is a lot laundry, school, my son, and whatever else I need) . My sister (1 of 3) helps me stay updated on all the gaming stuff and puts my crochet obsession into reality. My sister (3 of 3) works hard and always gives me the most logical advice. My relatively new best friend always has my back, does her best to get me where I need to go, helps me with my room and does my hair. My mate who sits with me and holds me when I can't control myself. My son loves to help and care for me when he can (he also refuses to leave me much of the time). That is just immediate support!  I have a best friend whom I have known since I was 11 or so who always answers my calls and I get to leave it all and go see her from time to time. I have her mom who also always answers my calls and treats me like I am hers. She loves my son and treats him like a grandchild. That gives me support group here in Florida, in Virginia, and in California. I also of course have my dad, Step mom, Aunt and(2 of 2) Little brother, they are always following me on facebook and liking my things. My dad understands that my anxiety keeps me from the phone and loves to hear from me every chance he gets. My Aunt never fails to tell me she loves me as often as she can. My step mom does a lot of research when I have questions (reading is actually hard for me so it helps a lot) My little brother is a teenager so he goes through a lot but never fails to hear me out and makes me feel needed. I have another best friend who never fails to remind me that I have a getaway there and that she loves me. Giving me my support group in Texas. Somehow I forget from time to time that I have them. I know it seems crazy but then again my brain does not really work like most brains. Much of the time Someone in support net is there to catch me. I still get sad like really sad though and still feel alone. I know better but it never fails. I get to the point of crying and honestly not wanting to be here. The issues I am going through  are often hard to understand. This leads to people trying to understand. My thoughts often do not sound logical to others.  This leads to people thinking I am crazy. I often talk about my support group because I have remind myself they are there...trying to make my life easier. They love me and want what is best for me. I am not pleasable and yet they try often and hard.

Easter 2016