Another day's energy uselessly spent...Part Deux

So, once again into the breech.

I've got this friend; (well I do!)! She's somewhat off-kilter (docs screwing with her medication?)... so she goes from lucid to frenetic to ANGRY and the spin cycle is amazingly fast... but she's still trying to keep it together. I don't know that I'd have that much _presence_of_mind_ to handle that challenge.

Imagine KNOWING that you're not right; but cannot get past it and yet watch it happen. That's how I envision it; because I've never been there, never lived in the dark side. But, I've known her forever... (not well, but since we were both 13 or so...?) and she was one of my sister's friends.

I yanked her from a substandard living accomodation; which because of her disability and lack of $$$ resources, was completely unable to extricate herself from. (Not bragging... doing it was a royal bitch). And if she doesn't develop the means to pay me back shortly, it will have other unfortunate consequences.

She was living in this moldy-flea infested converted garage and between the mold, the disease, and the lack of proper support... almost completely shut in. I can't believe that (a) a landlord would rent stuff like that; and (b) that the city housing authority didn't yank her way back when. (Amazes me, but then again... California voters, Prop13 and the Arnie-versus-Democrats&Republicans... thing -- makes me want to vote with a slingshot...

But, She and her two pets (one cat, one dog) are now ensconced in my abode... and they're handling it much better than she is. But, that's expected... given the parameters going in.

She still needs to get out of the old place... and into storage. She's cleared all her clothes, but has wayyy more stuff than I could accomodate, and she's probably not a viable long-term roommate. I'm still storing stuff from the last relationship, and that's been over for 3 years. (Longer, if you go by when she wanted out). She can't/won't take her stuff; and I don't (yet) have the heart to just nuke it. Probably should, but ...

So, Now what...?

Get her meds sorted; get her life back; and with luck... she can go back to being a happy productive member of society... which is what she wants more than anything. Well, excepting her landlord in the pillory, perhaps...

And I have to go back to getting ready for a test tomorrow (I'm in school, since I can't seem to find work..) let's see if I can recoupe a weeks worth of study time in two days. or less...
wish me luck. (and her)