What Do i do Now? HeySistah Publishing

I was very lucky to have a Mom that empowered me to always speak up about what I wanted, and how I felt.  Even when I was mad at her she listened to why and then explained to me why I was wrong and ended up blaming only myself and apologizing for my bad judgement or poor choices.  She was a master at mental manipulation, making you feel guilty for doing wrong, even if she didn't know what I did, I knew and that was infinitely worse on my conscience than she ever could be. I endeavor to raise my kids the same, with lot's of love and affection, empowerment, including them in decisions. As a child  (I always hated being told by other adults my opinion didn't matter because I wasn't grown yet and paying bills), I truly believe thats why so many kids commit suicide because they are told what they are feeling isn't important in the scheme of things, but obviously it is because their problems are real in their lives as they struggle through puberty and growing up. So p

To quote Frank Sinatra "I did it My way" Since my Mom passed I basically feel like a boat set adrift in the ocean with no navigational ability and no sense of direction.  For years I was a single woman, with no kids that traveled, indulged my every whim, and enjoyed life to the fullest. At this point in my life I am experiencing my trials and tribulations, everything is now a battle, to be heard, to be respected, to be acknowledged, to be taken seriously, and to be relevant. Thank God  I can write because I've written so many letters to the Board of Ed, various organizations. companies, I feel like I'm back in college,WTF!  My oldest  son has ADHD and my youngest has autism and is totally non-verbal. I've had to adjust from a life with no limits to a life with an overwhelming number of limits for my housing, the education of my children, the foods that are best for my kids health and well-being, and even the care of the dog.     It has also been a revelati