you ever been on cloud 9,
chillin super heavy,
and something just knocked you off that muthafucka?
i got this text from a family member about mi…
Just wanted you to know that Mi is in a mental health facility again. She’s been calling me know for two days and I’m still dealing with my own health issues. I told her I’m not available to get involved with her stuff and that I’d let her aunt know about her situation. I thought you should know to. I have the number of the facility and left a message for the social worker to call me. I will give her any history that I can and let her know that me and family will not be in the middle of this anymore. Aunt asked me to give the social worker her number. Let me know if you want me to give them yours. Here is the number to the facility. If you call, you can ask to speak with someone regarding Mi. I told them when I called that I did not want to talk to Mi, but I wanted to speak with someone regarding her and her situation.
i had JUST got into work when i got that shit.
i had to set up for some important clients and that threw me off.
i responded and got this back:
No need to worry about me. I have learned to set really good boundaries for myself. If Mi was not blood, I would not even be bothered. I am just trying to do my Christian duty, but I will not be used by Mi or anyone else. My gauge – if all you do is take and never give, then I am not going to continue to give. Unfortunately, Mi is mentally ill and needs consistent medical treatment that she does not follow through with and she keeps ending up in this situation. I will prayer for her, but I will not sacrifice my life energy for her at this time. She needs to help herself. I’ll let you know if I hear from the mental health social worker.
Peace and Blessings to you! I pray all is well in world.
all was well in my world until she texted me that.
this is like the 4th time mi has been in a mental facility.
what’s crazy is she was on my spirit real heavy last week.
i wanted to know if she was okay,
but i refuse to engage with her.
The crazy part…
i still care and hope she is okay.
the last time i heard anything from her,
she was still homeless and living in the shelter.
it really bothered me that she’s even like this.
after i shared the text with those i’m closest to,
many of them responded:
“let it go”
“you did all that you can…”
“not your problem…”
…but she is still family.
i can’t be a sociopath and cut my feelings off.
i ended up calling on my lunch break.
the social worker can’t give me anymore information on her.
she didn’t sign the release form for that access.