Fuck this life marathon
I want to write out a big long rant. I want to make it describe in detail just how pissed off I am.
In summary, however, I hate having my grandmother living with me. "Just a little longer" everyone says to the point of her moving in with my parents, but that's been said for nearly 5 months now. I'm fucking tired of this. I just want her to be somebody else's responsibility at last.
Harsh things to say? I'd recommend not judging me. I've done this for nearly 10 years, been the one to look after her while the rest of the family didn't bother most of the time. I do it because it's the right thing to do, but the hell if I want to do it.
After all the tension I've dealt with today, all the anger I've held back, I've realized that I have no choice but to follow-up on seeing a counselor. I know I repress my anger. I've done that with my emotions since I was young since that's what my family always did, even in the face of trauma. My trauma. A confession my family has only ever known and that hurts because something that needed to be talked about was never addressed.
I want to scream and be violent but those aren't healthy options, so I'm left with wanting to cry and overeat. God, I need a hug so fucking bad right now.
In summary, however, I hate having my grandmother living with me. "Just a little longer" everyone says to the point of her moving in with my parents, but that's been said for nearly 5 months now. I'm fucking tired of this. I just want her to be somebody else's responsibility at last.
Harsh things to say? I'd recommend not judging me. I've done this for nearly 10 years, been the one to look after her while the rest of the family didn't bother most of the time. I do it because it's the right thing to do, but the hell if I want to do it.
After all the tension I've dealt with today, all the anger I've held back, I've realized that I have no choice but to follow-up on seeing a counselor. I know I repress my anger. I've done that with my emotions since I was young since that's what my family always did, even in the face of trauma. My trauma. A confession my family has only ever known and that hurts because something that needed to be talked about was never addressed.
I want to scream and be violent but those aren't healthy options, so I'm left with wanting to cry and overeat. God, I need a hug so fucking bad right now.