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you have no idea what it's like
Jun. 20th, 2007 05:07 pmSeriously, I can't think of any of my friends that has any idea what it's like to live with someone who has a degenerative brain problem that won't get any better. True, there are probably a good amount of MS victims who take the bad with the good and try to have a positive outlook on life. There are people who know they won't get any better, and try to live every day to its fullest.
Then there are those who are just depressed and take their depression and anger out on their friends and loved ones. My mom falls into the latter category, of the depressed.
She takes it out on me, my brother and my father. She blames all of her problems on her MS. Frankly, I think she needs to see a psychiatrist, or needs to be committed, or something. We can't live a normal, functioning life because of her. She bitches at us for any reason possible, then we run away from her because we can't stand to be around her. I bet Dad enjoys his time on the road because that means less time at home around Mom, who's just going to nag him to death every minute he's home. Hunter spends all his nights out with his friends, and he's lucky. He's lucky that he's seventeen and a male and has the guts to talk back to Mom.
I'm not as lucky. And sometimes I feel like I am stuck. I'm 26 years old, I'm stuck at home, currently unemployed...and you have NO idea how this feels; ( Read more... )
Dad says that Grandma Cozie wants us to come down and visit her in the middle of July. I've already told him that because I need a job, I'm staying home and continuing the job hunt. Chances are, when I get a new job, they won't let me take two weeks off just for a stupid family vacation that we don't really need to take. I think Hunter refuses to go because it's boring as hell down there, and he doesn't want to suffer being stuck at Grandma Cozie's house with no more pool and have to endure being under Mom's thumb. (And I don't blame him.) And poor Mom is stuck because she'll have to go down with Dad. Mom HATES it down there. She hates the hot weather, she hates the Southern-style food, she can't stand Grandma Cozie, and now that Aunt Ruth is gone, it'll be even harder on Mom. I wish I could feel sorry for her...but I don't.
Then there are those who are just depressed and take their depression and anger out on their friends and loved ones. My mom falls into the latter category, of the depressed.
She takes it out on me, my brother and my father. She blames all of her problems on her MS. Frankly, I think she needs to see a psychiatrist, or needs to be committed, or something. We can't live a normal, functioning life because of her. She bitches at us for any reason possible, then we run away from her because we can't stand to be around her. I bet Dad enjoys his time on the road because that means less time at home around Mom, who's just going to nag him to death every minute he's home. Hunter spends all his nights out with his friends, and he's lucky. He's lucky that he's seventeen and a male and has the guts to talk back to Mom.
I'm not as lucky. And sometimes I feel like I am stuck. I'm 26 years old, I'm stuck at home, currently unemployed...and you have NO idea how this feels; ( Read more... )
Dad says that Grandma Cozie wants us to come down and visit her in the middle of July. I've already told him that because I need a job, I'm staying home and continuing the job hunt. Chances are, when I get a new job, they won't let me take two weeks off just for a stupid family vacation that we don't really need to take. I think Hunter refuses to go because it's boring as hell down there, and he doesn't want to suffer being stuck at Grandma Cozie's house with no more pool and have to endure being under Mom's thumb. (And I don't blame him.) And poor Mom is stuck because she'll have to go down with Dad. Mom HATES it down there. She hates the hot weather, she hates the Southern-style food, she can't stand Grandma Cozie, and now that Aunt Ruth is gone, it'll be even harder on Mom. I wish I could feel sorry for her...but I don't.
