Ameri has Returned Home From the Road
Ameri came home just after Thanks giving. She wanted to have Christmas somewhere other than where she was.
Nothing has changed in her disposition or attitude. She does have soft moments but for the most part she is a "jagged little pill."
"And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance"
She has found work as a dancer in pre-topless establishment. She is no real dancer. She has no rhythm or natural grace to her movements but I suppose it passes for the 21 to 34 blue collar cowboys that go there. She has brought money home and she has come home empty handed. She has called us for rides and she has walked home. She is in a constant state of anxiety and if she is not engaged in something her anxiety builds and sets her off. She has new friends. She is staying around. When she is home she is on the phone continuously setting up her next adventure. We are caught between saying no and trying to ease her through this period. When she is out all night we are unable to sleep. When she comes home at
"Did you go to your appointment?" "No!" "Are you taking your medication" "No!" "Will you be coming home?" "I don't know." "Will you be going back to that job?" "Yes!"
That is all we know for now.
She has her cell phone on call forwarding to home, so I have been monitoring the calls. I know which to answer and which to let ring through to voice mail.
I don’t know how much longer Mom will allow this to go on.
Ameri's life is a theme that resonates through many teens and young adults. I found this.
Until . . .
Later