Hi everyone. I just need to talk. My brain fog is horrible so I hope I make sense. Thank God for this board.
I've been divorced more than 10 years. My kids were 4 & 2 yrs when I went out on my own and we're better for it. I'm used to single-parenting but, boy oh boy, are they getting to me!
I have 1 teen and 1 pre-teen and they bicker constantly, which is normal and usually I ignored it. But now I just can't handle it. A tiny kind word would mean so much to me. A small effort on their part to get along instead of instigating fights with each other would make my day so much easier.
I work full-time from home as a software tester (thank God for my job) and I am exhausted after an 8 hour day. I bought a fixer-upper a few years ago and when I got sick - well, the work stopped. I just can't do it.
I still manage to put them through private school, put food on the table and pay the bills although I'm closing on my re-finance this week to cash out some equity to help pay the Lyme bills which are choking me.
My daughter has no bedroom (it's under major construction). I feel guilty enough that I can't finish the job but she won't stop whining and complaining. I feel like taping her mouth shut. I jump through flaming hoops every day just to keep up the status quo and her complaints are hurtful to me.
I locked myself out of the house the other day in my pajamas. The only way back in was through my bedroom window by pulling out my air conditioner into the backyard (where it still sits). I asked for help to put it back but got none. Now my daughter has an attitude tonight because she has no A/C. sheesh!!
I understand why they may feel angry at me for getting sick, but a little help here & there would be so nice.
Yes, they have a right to complain, but c'mon, this isn't your normal situation. I'm sick darn it! I do my best in spite of this disease and they don't seem to notice or care. I raised them to be compassionate and comforting humans. They can feel sorry for others, how come they can't for me? I deserve a little slack.
I've spoken to them seriously, quietly, loudly and even yelled but they don't get it.
I know "This too shall pass" and we'll look back on these years as the years when mommy was sick, but what about right now? How can I make them understand that in order for this family to survive, they need to love me unconditionally?
This goes on every day and I can usually manage it, but today was a doozy.
Thanks for listening.