For when you’re at your wits end

and just can’t take anymore of the repeating, repeating, repeating…the pacing, pacing, pacing…the crying, crying crying…the incontinence…the trying to get out the doors…the wanting to “go home”…the not knowing who you are…the not wanting to take the medications…the not wanting to go to bed…the false accusations…the frustrations…the anger…along with all the other negative/aggravating things they have no control over, I believe I have a solution. 264 more words