I usually feel a little bit like Beth in "Pieces of April," concerned and connected to my mom and upset that others in my family aren't considering her illness enough.
Sometimes I feel like Karen in "All About Eve," in proximity to crazy people and unable to help them. And probably whatever I'm trying is not helping them. And perhaps a little crazy myself.
Next weekend, I suspect I'll feel a little like Teri Polo's character in Meet the Parents, though I don't suspect there will be great struggle between the parents and Tom; I think they'll like each other.
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