Admitting you need HELP!

Well Hello there fellow readers... I am back and haven't wrote in a very long time.. ALOT has changed to say the least.. Elijah is going to be turning two in June.. Cant believe it's coming again.. I swear I just had him yesterday.. He has grown so much. Saying a lot of words and has his own personality. He is such a happy kid and a smart one at that. My husband recently got out of the army AND that's when I kicked my butt into gear.. I now work two jobs. One at a gym in the day care area and one at the hospital. I am a very busy woman and hard to keep up with lately.. On top of that I am thinking of going to school. Yet i still manage to be a mom and a wife. Some people ask if I am glad my husband got out of the army.. Yes i am.. Everything happens for a reason I just see it as a better opportunity for him to accomplish his goals and dreams he has set up for his self.  I am very supportive of my husband and his decisions.  Any ways enough about that.

Recently, I have had a couple of my family members needing to admit they need help.. they NEED help.. And both situations are completely different. One of them is my sister Ashley. I know I probably shouldn't put her name on it. But Ashley, you are my sister and I love you but whether you want to admit it or not, You need help. I know you say you have been sober and drug free for a year after you have gotten out of rehab. But I have a hard time believing that when you go into the ER and you test positive for meth and cocaine.. Then you blame it on Alex and your mother in law. NOW You had no right getting mad at me because I called Alex.. I don't see you mad at our father for him calling him.. all we are doing is trying to help you. You have a big family who supports you. But we have told you over and over again to leave him but you insisted and continuing to stay even when he has cheated and abused over the years. Now you have hit rock bottom and reality is hitting you in the face and now you want help. No. Ashley I have offered you a place to stay, Brittany and Dad have. But you made your bed now you can lay in it.. Women have been through divorces and made it out fine. BUT you have to fight. Get a job. Get those boys in your custody. Make them proud. I will be here when you are ready even after all the hurtful things you have said. I have learned to let go and let god take control. You should do the same. 

Now onto the next situation. Mom. I love you and i appreciate everything you do for us. You have been there for me since day one and haven't left my side.. But I am scared one day I am going to find you dead. You're not healthy. When i say that I do not mean this in a mean way. You don't eat and all you do is sleep all day and take your medicine. I know you are in pain. I understand that but you're killing yourself more and more every day. There is no way I am able to get a hold of your husband other wise I would be talking to him. You have an illness.. Anorexic. I don't know what has started this. But if you want to lose weight this isn't the way. Do it the right way. You think I am being mean but its tough love because you never listen to me when I am telling you.. Your face is starting to sink in. You can tell you don't eat. All you do is take your meds and you try to fight them so you slur when you talk and can't even hold your own head up now can you walk. I don't understand. You used to be happy. Now this is going on. I can't get you to eat. I am at a loss. If I had to sit there and feed I would but Mom, you're a grown woman. I already have one baby to take care of. Please don't leave this earth this way.. I am so scared of losing my best friend.. my mother.

You guys can hate me for this blog but its the truth and if you don't like it then so be it.