Saturdays
Most Saturdays, I get to relax and unwind from the week. I started a new job about six months ago, and I love it for the most part, but there are days that I could live without. Like when you have to get upset because you receive paperwork stating the product will be on site and two week later it has not even left the factory. And my direct supervisor tells me, I am not aggressive enough when dealing with these situation.
Well, my closest friends know that, I am a caretaker for my mom, the doctors finally figured out what she has, and it is a rare neurological disorder. Well, she fall a little less then two weeks ago, and has been pretty much been bedridden since then. Well my dad has not accepted that there is something wrong with mom. He might have accepted it but he does not want help with her. If I ask for help, he gives me the dirtiest looks, like how dare I ask him to help her. Or when I am about to lose my cool, and walk a way from the situation so that I don't and he gets upset with me and cusses me out for walking away. Well, this week she was having a bad night and I told him, he could deal with it, since I have had to take several days off from my job to take care of my mother. And he has been with his company for several years and has several days of sick leave, vacation and etc. and he got ever pissed off at me.
Well, my grandmothers have decided to stick there noses in and cause more problems. My dad's mom thinks that I should not ask dad to help with anything and that I should take care of him and so should my mom. My dad should not have to deal with anything else, since it is such a stressful situation with my mom.
And my mom's mom has finally accepted that that there is something wrong with mom. While the doctors were trying to figure out what was wrong, that if she would just try and "get off her lazy butt" she would be just fine. And of course, if she would have taken care of herself before they figured it out she would not got this disorder.
Well, mom fell again today, and she got upset with me. And I lost it since this is not a great situation. I was crying and my parents were out of the house for a few hours tonight and it is my time to unwind and decompress from everything. Well Grandma wanted to clean our house today. And I did not exactly fell like cleaning. well lets just say that it would have been a better decision to clean. Because she called a few times and made me cry and then she drove over and made me cry.
I am having a very hard time accepted that I am expected to give up my mid and late twenties and take care of mom. And Grandma was making sure that I had a hard time accepting it tonight.
I am so stick of crying today.
I could really use a redo of this day.
Well, my closest friends know that, I am a caretaker for my mom, the doctors finally figured out what she has, and it is a rare neurological disorder. Well, she fall a little less then two weeks ago, and has been pretty much been bedridden since then. Well my dad has not accepted that there is something wrong with mom. He might have accepted it but he does not want help with her. If I ask for help, he gives me the dirtiest looks, like how dare I ask him to help her. Or when I am about to lose my cool, and walk a way from the situation so that I don't and he gets upset with me and cusses me out for walking away. Well, this week she was having a bad night and I told him, he could deal with it, since I have had to take several days off from my job to take care of my mother. And he has been with his company for several years and has several days of sick leave, vacation and etc. and he got ever pissed off at me.
Well, my grandmothers have decided to stick there noses in and cause more problems. My dad's mom thinks that I should not ask dad to help with anything and that I should take care of him and so should my mom. My dad should not have to deal with anything else, since it is such a stressful situation with my mom.
And my mom's mom has finally accepted that that there is something wrong with mom. While the doctors were trying to figure out what was wrong, that if she would just try and "get off her lazy butt" she would be just fine. And of course, if she would have taken care of herself before they figured it out she would not got this disorder.
Well, mom fell again today, and she got upset with me. And I lost it since this is not a great situation. I was crying and my parents were out of the house for a few hours tonight and it is my time to unwind and decompress from everything. Well Grandma wanted to clean our house today. And I did not exactly fell like cleaning. well lets just say that it would have been a better decision to clean. Because she called a few times and made me cry and then she drove over and made me cry.
I am having a very hard time accepted that I am expected to give up my mid and late twenties and take care of mom. And Grandma was making sure that I had a hard time accepting it tonight.
I am so stick of crying today.
I could really use a redo of this day.