I feel worthless, helpless and I feel hated. He just verbally attacked me about how I could not possibly be in pain or feeling exhausted from a long and busy week, as I had not had one. Well, maybe not in his lazy pov, but I baked 2 days in a row, had blood drawing and an ekg and a hydratherapy appt. And the week is only half over! How is that not a busy week when I get exhausted from every little movement?
He makes me feel like I do not deserve to live another day, every comment he makes is so negative. And when he asked "what progress has even been made with your medication dosage going up", I told him that going down stairs I have been much quicker, from a half hour to 10-20mins. Lots of improvement. And I mentioned that he had been the first one to mention the improvement....
He said...'evidence to the contrary', with a smug expression on his face.
Now I just feel worse about myself and he has demininshed me and my small but noteworthy achievement which he had mentioned many times before in the last few weeks.
How smug does he have to be?
I cannot wait for social services to help me find an accessible living arragement out of this place. There is too much stress living under his roof.
