I'm not sure I want to call it grueling so much as terrifying. It certainly puts my own life into perspective, daily.
You and Obi's reactions to this are making me think about it more. I should have told her about the pot in the brownies. I think she might have a very negative reaction to everything when she realises. Which she probably will, before I get a chance to tell her. I might have done more harm than good.
You should see her more often, if you can. I can't always be at the house with her and I'm trying not to make her feel like we think she needs a babysitter, but the truth is I'm scared of what I'm going to find when I come home from work one day.
That's depressing and I sincerely hope it never comes to that. But I worry. Going to visit you seemed to make her happy momentarily.