Thursday, March 08, 2007

Good Sister?

Long time, no post, eh? I've just been very busy. With the hot tub, it's easy to just sit, soak, and let my troubles and worries melt away. :o) Yeah, I had to fit the 'hot tub' into the post somewhere... lol!

Things with the kids are going very well. Justin is in baseball, which consumes 4 out of 7 days a week until May. Kayte is doing super well in school and said that she is positive that she's going to get honor roll this 9 weeks. (End of the 9 weeks is tomorrow) Kayla is also doing well in school, maybe not honor roll - but much better than in the past. I am seriously doubting now that she is going to get to go on the Mission trip for church... she needs a passport and I've not been able to get her certified birth certificate. I'm STILL waiting for the State to send me documentation that we have permanent custody. Sigh..... If she doesn't go, we can plan it for next year I'm sure.

Julie is not doing so well. Well.... she SOUNDS good on the phone, but she's really not. Today they had a court hearing at the hospital and found her to be mentally incompetent. She's still at Memorial Hospital now and will be until a bed at the long-term treatment facility is open. Once she goes there, the 'average' length of stay is 6 months. Of course, Julie thinks she'll be out in a very short while.

Julie is also ---- I don't know what the word is -- mad? upset? She's not happy with me for several reasons. And this is tearing me up emotionally.

First of all, Julie thinks that I am keeping her kids for financial gain. That just sucks. Yes the kids do get money from Social Security... but am I profiting off them? Hell no!! I buy food, pay bills, pick up school supplies, medications, doctor visits, pay for baseball fees. If there is anything left over (I'm trying to save right now) we are going to put is aside for vacation in July with all of us. I don't go to movies and splurge.... I don't go out to eat... I don't get my nails and hair done. So... how am I 'profiting' off of them? Why would I keep them 'just for the money'??? And I feel just HORRIBLE that my sister feels this way.

But then I realize that it's NOT MY CHOICE to 'keep them'. The state said they had to leave Julie, and I took them in with welcome arms and a loving heart. Were they not with me, they'd be in foster homes. I love these kids very much... I'm doing everything in my power to keep them safe and happy. And their mom, my sister, keeps saying that I have ulterior motives? How much does that suck???

I'm trying not to let it get to me... but it's not working. Truth is... I'm miserable about it.

Truth be told, Julie is living in her own little world. She truly believes that she is not mentally ill and that she's going to get her kids back soon. Last time I talked to her, she said she was going to have them back in a year... and I called her Doctor to talk to him about it. I told him that.... if there was EVER a 'perfect time' for Julie to truly understand how next-to-impossible it really is for her to get the kids back before they are grown -- while she is in intensive in-patient and/or long-term treatment is the perfect time. He told me that he's tried to talk to her about it -- but Julie believes what Julie wants to believe.

Then mom says that getting the kids back is Julie's only goal. That... were that one goal to go away, surely she would try to kill herself. Well - Julie needs some new goals, in my opinion. Get better and stable first and foremost - mentally and physically. While in the hospital or long-term treatment home, set some smaller / achievable goals. Then she needs to evaluate her life and the men she brings into it... get away from the loser men that she needs just for companionship. If she needs someone to love on and hold... buy a puppy. Then work on keeping herself healthy. Good food. Good friends. Good job. Good decisions. Good morals.

I'd like to think that Julie could start making good decisions and keep herself out of the hospital long-term. But the blaring fact of the matter is... she hasn't been able to keep herself 'steady' without help of a doctor in ---- well ---- forever. That being what it is.... deal with it. Like I said before... she could get to the point where she had awesome visits for maybe 3 or 4 weeks, then she started to feel bad again. Rather than waiting until it was HUGE... just go and get the help she needs quickly and get back to 'normal'. Remember the whole 'redefining normal' thing I talked about??? And yet, when Julie thinks and talks about this... she points the finger at ME and thinks that I've done this to her. I'm to blame. It just sucks.

Mom tells me that Julie didn't want me to find out that she wasn't going to the group meetings at the hospital. She didn't want me to know because "it would hurt her when she tried to get the kids back". Sigh..... First and foremost... the fact that she isn't going to group is the exact problem for which she was just found incompetent. She doesn't know HOW to regulate herself in anything that she does. You can tell her what to do, but unless she HAS to do it for some reason or she's threatened somehow (ie: you have to do this to get your kids back) - then she'll do it. Second... it really doesn't MATTER what I think right now. What difference does it really make if I know that or not? As her older sister, I CARE that she's not going to therapy. And... frankly... that is ALL that I am right now... not the person reporting her to DCF... just her sister. Third... even IF she were on the 'right track' right now... the fact that she's lying and hiding things shows that she's not mentally healthy. There are things I know about that Julie lied about before, but it's in the past... it does no good to bring them up... it's non productive. I'm ready for her to be honest and truthful whenever she's ready. I can wait a lifetime...

I guess I can totally understand why Julie feels this way. By accepting the role I did, I agreed to report every single little thing to DCF. Now I'm out of that role and Julie just doesn't trust me. I understand it, but it still totally sucks. I keep thinking..... Will I ever be a good big sister again?????

I'm really down on myself over this whole thing, can you tell?? I keep thinking "it's not rational to try to rationalize with a mentally ill person". I know this. Yet.... I want so badly for this whole thing to be better. For Julie to be better in whatever way is possible for her. And... I want so badly for Julie to understand what the reasons are for what I am doing. There is not one single iota of a feeling of "self" in my raising her kids. I feel as if I have given them everything I have, and I know the kids appreciate it. I just wish Julie did as well.

Here's a funny story mom told me. Julie is in the hospital and she is bored. She asks mom to go to the store to get her some things. She want coloring books and crayons. Mom suggests even paint by numbers... "that would be great" Julie says. Maybe even some books, Julie suggested. You know, Judy Bloom kind of books. So mom goes to the store and gets what Julie wants. As she's walking down the isle, picking out "Hello Kitty" coloring books, crayons, and paint by numbers... she realizes that she is in the kid isle. And then she realizes that she's buying all of this for her 37 year old daughter. The books were middle-school-age kid books that Julie liked when she was a kid and still the only thing she will read. She said she literally laughed out loud over all of this. Too funny.

Yeah, I thought that little story might make me feel better, but it doesn't.

Hey..... 5 days until my birthday! Sheesh... that reminds me of how OLD I'm getting. 39? Me? Almost 40?? How did THAT happen??

I better run before I blog any more of my 'oh woe is me' stuff. Jeez... I really didn't mean to be a downer today. I'll leave you with this for today, and I'll read it ten times myself today:

Happiness does not have one definition.
It means something entirely different to each individual.
And happiness does not exist in only the big things in life.
It does not revolve around a new car or a million-dollar mansion.

Happiness can be found in a silly joke that makes you laugh every time you think of it.
It exists in a favorite old movie or television show you watch on a rainy Saturday afternoon.
It surprises you when you hear it in your child's voice as he/she tells you about their day.
Happiness is within you and all around you.
You never have to look too far to find it.

1 comment:

Almostunreal said...

I am sure you are the best sister Julie could ever have..she just hasn't realize it.

Happy birthday to you in advance....time sure flies, lol