Like, there's a moment where it shifts. You go from 'I can do this' to 'I'm trapped.' And I'm trying to figure out when that happens for most people — is it months in? Years? Or is it the first week when reality hits?
Not looking for positivity. Just real answers.
Like, there's a moment where it shifts. You go from 'I can do this' to 'I'm trapped.' And I'm trying to figure out when that happens for most people — is it months in? Years? Or is it the first week when reality hits?
Not looking for positivity. Just real answers.
Is anyone else just... done? Like you love your parent but the constant responsibility is eating you alive. The guilt when you get angry at them. The resentment when nobody else helps. The feeling like your life isn't yours anymore.
Is anyone else just... done? Like you love your parent but the constant responsibility is eating you alive. The guilt when you get angry at them. The resentment when nobody else helps. The feeling like your life isn't yours anymore.
If you're taking care of an aging parent, there's a moment where everything hits at once. The stress. The responsibility. The resentment. And you just... break.