I am worried...: You're only living for others at the moment. Where are you? Are you losing yourself? By the way, asking for help at eye level is a self-confident and mature act. If the parents are fair and well-positioned, they won't let it get that far... Your son - he is your little fighter. He in turn needs your help.
I think I may have painted the picture a little too grim... To be honest, it’s the little things that get to me the most. I do have my own activities — the ladies’ club and such — but constantly taking care of everyone and everything gets exhausting.
I can’t even have a lazy Sunday anymore. And during their visits, it’s expected that I’m always present at the dining table — whether it’s lunch or dinner.
I can’t disagree with my husband in front of them, can’t raise my voice when I need to… because, of course, they might feel bad. And why make them feel bad, right?
Ugh. There are just so many things — things that might seem trivial to someone else in a similar situation, but yes, they weigh on me...
When it comes to financial help, they do contribute in their own way, and I do recognize that. But it’s not really in the day-to-day running of the household. That part still falls entirely on me.
At the end of the day, I’m the one responsible. I couldn’t even say something as simple as, ‘I didn’t cook today,’ without it feeling like I’ve failed in some unspoken duty. It’s as if keeping the house running — with or without help — is solely my job.
That said, in situations like today — when I had to be at the hospital — my mother-in-law might step up and take care of things. And I do appreciate that. But you see, it takes something as serious as someone being unwell for that to happen. It’s not something that happens under normal circumstances.
On a regular day, the weight of responsibility still rests on my shoulders.
And once I am back from hospital: it's me and only me!!!!