Breathing Room

Hello Everyone:

So much for resolving the care giver issue. Apparently she’s “too sick” and can’t honor her commitment to mum.  I don’t think she’s that unwell.   Her latest excuse is she had to go to urgent care. Rather than be an adult about it and just say she’s too ill, she just offers a litany of excuses. I knew I couldn’t trust her from the beginning and I was right. So now, everything still gets dumped on me. No one seems to understand just how tired I am and how I can’t keep up with mum’s demands. Taking care of her is just too overwhelming for me. The worst part about is no one seems to get that. Instead of asking how I feel or what can they do, mum’s idiotic friends just ignore me and give some offensive card, thinking it’ll smooth things over. Now, because of that irresponsible and unreliable carer, I have to give an afternoon, go with mum to another appointment, and pretend I actually care.  I’m just sick of the whole thing and just want out. At this point if the Brit BF offered me a ticket to the U.K., I’d take it, get a visa to stay long enough to find work, then start the process of moving there.  It’s not playing geographic, it’s needing some breathing room. If I have go 5,500 miles to get it, I will.