I actually had to take an ativan last nite. I couldn't stop crying and was hypervenilating when I got home. I then crawled into bed. 10 hours at sd's recital - ugh painful. And no appreciation for it. No one's friendly to me despite the fact that I go out of my way to cheerfully say hello to the bm, bm's new husband, mil and fil, and other sd. The mil is the worst. Despite being married for two years to dh after dating for three years prior, she has never asked once about me, my family, my job, etc...