I am tired of caretaking! I took care of my father when my mother argued with him and threatened D.
I took care of my mother after he died one year later and almost gave up on life.
I took care of my brother while my mother felt sorry for herself and drugged herself up to numb the pain.
I went to school, bought the groceries, made the meals, took care of the car, did my homework, cleaned the house, and did the laundry.
I got away from home, and took care of kids' who experiemented too much, the VN vets who had nightmares and daymares. I stopped others from suicidal attempts. My roommate was a groupie who brought well known Rock bands home for breakfast while she caught up on her insulin shots and I lied to her father about where she was.
It was a long time before I married because I was so tired of taking care of others. Then the children came and guess who took care of them? while I worked? while I went back to school? while my mother was dying?
And after the D, who took care of the children? who took care of the house, the job, and everything else that happened?
I finally find happiness and he ends up turning my life upside down. He wants me to be there for him - my kids expect me to be there for them, my exh expects me to be there for the kids while he gets to do what he wants to do.
And anyone who knows what it is like, knows the list goes on.
Does anyone care what happens to me?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
I am tired and I guess it is up to me now.
I'm done now. Sorry for bending any eyes, ears, whatever...
