Good day yestetday, maybe our best - but a terrible night. She hears things at night - water running, other things - that are only in her head, fears she is going mad. By the time I calm her down, I'm a mental wreck myself. I've urged her to see a shrink, will keep trying.
Baking bread! Baking bread!
Baking bread! Baking bread!
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