WittyUserName I'm aware of the power of passive aggressive bullshit. I don't do that. Most of the stuff you were talking about I can't do anyway because I hardly ever see her anymore. Last time I saw her we ate ice cream and she showed me a pair of shorts she just got. I have no clue what size they were, I just told her they were cute, they fit her great, and they made her butt look good. And I asked her about her boyfriend and her job. If I was gonna talk with her about this issue, I'd be direct. And I agree -especially after reading your & Spectra's comments- I shouldn't say anything. And I won't. Even though I hate the idea of her eating food that's going to make her feel like shit. Which is what a steady diet of ice cream and pizza rolls will do. Which I don't even know if that's what she's eating because I hardly ever see her anymore.

I didn't say anything to her, and I won't. I just worry because I know how bad for you those types of foods are and I know how it can snowball because of the chemicals they put in that stuff. I honestly just want her to be healthy. It's not about her size, it's about what she's eating and what it might do to her body. If she were always this size, I wouldn't worry. It's the relatively sudden change. And whether we like it or not, body size is an indicator. But then again.... covid. I think everybody is dealing with it differently. I can't help it, I will always worry about the health of my kids. She doesn't live with me any more and I feel a little out of control because I don't know what's going on with her like I used to. I think it's a normal reaction for a parent. I hope. It's hard, letting go.

Best part about being an aunt? Making glittery purple slime with my niece and letting her dad have her back after she's all excited and full of goop, lol.

I was so excited about Dad ready to go to assisted living! I’ve done the paperwork, got him on the wait list, and have told him what I’m doing every step of the way. Yesterday brother calls him (first time in three weeks, btw) then Dad calls me and said he’s not ready to give up his ‘freedom’ yet. He feels better now than he did two years ago (lie!). He deserves cable, internet, and to eat when he’s hungry, not when someone tells him to. I made a call to both of them and told them I’m done. I’m through running my ass off to make things easier for them, only to be shot down every.damned.time. I told Dad that he’ll have to call his doctors for meds refills, and told brother that he can handle the day to say issues since I’m a thousand miles away. Now if I can just control these tears of frustration....

I'm just gonna say it: I'm worried about my DD22 because she's gained probably 25lbs over the course of Covid-19. She came over to visit me and brought two different kinds of ice cream and two different kinds of pizza rolls. I am just really hoping that was a splurge because we were having a visit and that's not how she eats regularly. I don't know how to talk to her about this. I don't know if I should even bring it up but it's a significant amount of weight. I worry about her, I want her to be healthy. She's always been really fit and I taught her about how to eat in order to keep her body healthy. I will probably just keep my mouth shut.

Watching SuperNanny reminds me exactly of why I'm CF. Constant screaming and fighting and general loudness 24/7? No. Thank. You.

My dad, who’s living in a filthy apartment? We drove 1000 miles recently to see him. Apartment was clean (it was cleaned the day before) but our six days there was filled with ER visits, lab work and doctor’s appointments. He decided on his own that he’s ready to go into assisted living. Since my brother’s response to that was ‘I’m just too busy to be involved’ (via text), this is all on me. Wait till brother finds out the assisted living place I’m looking at is here in Florida....near me!

That's beyond effed up. One of my grandmothers also wished for a miscarriage with her 4th child. In fact, she actively tried to miscarry by doing strenuous work and riding horses. She ended up having the baby, but wasn't happy about it, and let that child know every chance she got. That 4th child, unfortunately, was my mother, who ended up taking her own life when I was a baby.

DD12 goes between my Ex & me, 5hrs away. She's with him for a month. I'm on her heels with schooling (online) so she's never behind. She's there a week & a half & hasn't done any work. They don't monitor her. I looked at her progress report that updates weekly. All of the work is due tomorrow for the quarter. Whatever isn't done gets a 0. DD had a solo sports lesson today. I would have skipped the lesson to finish her work, but her SM took her. SM & Ex go to bed at 930, DDs bedtime is 9. Here, I'd have her stay up later to get her work done, even if it meant I had to lose sleep too. They're not going to stay up to let her get her work finished. We have no court visitation order (he's been getting visits for 8 months after 8yrs of not seeing her by choice), I might not let her go back til summer vacation.

I swore I would never send my kids to public school, but it looks like I'll be eating those words this year. After the last year and a half of steady income decrease, I can't afford the $1k in registration and $700/month tuition. I still need to find some type of WFH job that will allow me to be home when they are for long breaks and all that. We can't even afford to consider summer or after school care anymore. The schools here are not *great*. Our state is at the bottom of the education bracket. The elementary school we would be at has good ratings, but the middle and high schools are not rated well at all. I hate this. I'm so afraid their education will suffer because I'm failing them as a parent. But what am I supposed to do? What is anyone supposed to do in this mess?