Emmie The Strange
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- Posted: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 03:58:58 +0000
I will try to type this out in a way that makes some sort of sense seeing it is swirling around in my head faster then a tornado so it is not really easy to type out without seeming like I am jumping all over the place and therefore sounding like a complete clutterbrain. If you make it all the way through I applaud you cause it is all over the place, repeats, and is super long. I am not looking for a pat on the back this is simply as I state a rant to myself. If you think you can offer some help or know what it is like to have this burnout then please do not hesitate to post.
First off however I would like to make one thing clear my past with the Life Issues both my own threads and skimming other people's threads is that it can attract people that jump in just for the sake of jumping in and causing people to feel worse or argue and the like. I of course am not going to say do not post if you are not going to treat me like a princess cause that is bullshit I am a big girl but I would like to ask you at least be kind with your honesty. There is a difference between being rude and a troll and being honest and blunt. With that being said...
So a little about myself the messed up caregiver. I am bipolar and have severe PTSD with Anxiety to name the bigger ones. I also am Schizophrenic and have Borderline and Obsessive Compulsive. To be honest I have so many of these stupid disorders I really cannot remember them all I know is they make living life really a pain in my a**. Taking pills make it so doing ever day things have to be done with more care and sometimes end up messing me over like my birth control makes it so I end up for a week being the biggest b***h because my mood stabilizer ends up messing up. Which for the record you are already messing with hormones lets just mess with the mental right?
Well that is not the actual thing I want to talk about. That is about me as a whole even if I am the caregiver this is about the caregiving itself. The main thing is actually technically a family thing. The fact is my Dad was diagnosed with stage 4 Cancer back in June. I was his PCA (Personal Care Assistant) before then and have continued since then. It was hard as it was having sick parents as it was as I could hardly leave the house in fear that one of them would be dead or possibly need me and I could not be reached. At the time I also was trying to go to college and also dealing with other drama. At this point I have a plan so that is not an issue. I will be my father's PCA and help my mother along with my autistic brother at the same time.
I have no problem with that or rather I had no problem with that. I used to be a very depressed person I still have moments like that. I used to cut and try to kill myself. It was a dark time but my Dad in it's own twisted way made it so I straighten out for a lack of a better phrase. The only problem is having disorders and having to also care for two other people on top of a very high maintenance person makes it so I feel I need to sleep as much as I can among other things. Sometimes it borders on the point of depression. Where I feel like I no longer love my father because I feel like he takes advantage of me due to some of his requests.
Some of his requests are so simple that I have actually been told not to feed into him because he will get worse health wise by not getting any exercise and yet he guilt trips me. He also threatens to fire me. He asks me for my paycheck I get for taking care of him seeing he gets it in his head that because I am caring for him that it is somehow his money and therefore he can borrow it. Yet at the same time he will do these hurtful things and then do a complete 180 and then have sob sessions and it kills me to see him like this. It is like each month is another chain jerk. I also recently got my first boyfriend around this year and he can tell it is taking a toll on me and therefore our relationship because my coping mechanisms unfortunately involve distancing and becoming silent. Something he is not used to so it is not just effecting me it is effecting him as well.
Now that is just my Dad asking for my help. My mom recently has peaked in her anxiety (I got most of my disorders from her side of the family) and needs me to go with her places. So I usually end up burning both ends of the candle. Early in the morning and afternoon with my Dad for food, clothes, bathes, etc. Then my mom it is shopping, buying food, things that involve driving, etc. Often going into the evening. Which then my Dad wants to watch tv so we stay up and I end up getting close to four hours of sleep. So I live for the weekends but that is when my brother comes over. So when I do not end up with my boyfriend where my parents feel they can live without me my brother is added to the mix asking me to get him food, soda, to make him food, and to help him buy things online and the like.
Having three people constantly asking for help for EVERYTHING makes it so I slowly begin to resent them. Which in itself makes me depressed and kills me because I love them. I told them and they of course back off for say a week to a month before slipping into old habits. I know I am suffering from caregiver burnout which makes me even more depressed because before I simply wanted to care for them all and wanted to and every time I think about how I was back then I want to cry. Sometimes it gets better and I get that break to restart so I know it will get better just like with depression but during the burn out sometimes I just want an out but what type of person would I be if I abandoned my family just cause I am a little tired?
Sometimes I wonder if I am not worthy of caring for my family because I am to selfish and should let someone else do it but they claim they want me to do it because they feel more comfortable with me in the house. Someone they know. In my more angry times I feel like it is just because I am a cash cow and because I am in the house. It gets so confusing. I have a job now which is a good thing and I love my family so I love helping them I cannot stress that enough but at the same time I cannot feel like a monster sometimes for the thoughts I get. I am not trying to hide behind my mental illnesses. I just know they certainly are not helping. It also does not help that my Mom often sometimes argues with my Dad due to being in pain and having to sacrifice her own health for my Dad's appointments so she says some horrible things in her own mental illness rages.
It has become less toxic but because I have Anxiety and PTSD I am just waiting for the worst. I was given a death sentence for my father. He technically should be dead by now and for that I am grateful that he is not. Especially because there is no tension at the moment but I just fear for it to start again. I am still healing from the last round of burnout and enjoying the peace. Trying to cheer my Dad up, making plans, inviting my boyfriend over who my Dad basically adopted because his own father is a d**k but that is a whole 'nother can of worms. I just... Do not know. Sometimes I just wish I could sleep forever because I do not dream and in a way it is like I do not have to worry about anything but that is just running.
I have been to another thread that had some good books I plan on getting the next time I get my paycheck but I suppose besides just getting this out of my head so I can sleep I am wondering what you all think. I know Gaia is not the place for this and yes I have a therapist. (Though I ahve not seen her since my Dad was diagnosed seeing we are going based off his schedule) Also while there is peace there is still fear. My brother due to his autism has no idea about my father's condition (for the better but I am afraid for the future) and recently my grandmother found out she has Lung Cancer. My uncle also has lung cancer. I do not care for them (as in PCA I love them both as well) but both of them are related to my Mom so it spills into her mood. On top of that my uncles on my dad's side basically only care about themselves save for one and just want his health updates to check themselves and have no care for his own health.
So I guess to make a long story short I am a depressed, irate, ball of resentment. Healing at the moment. Has plans for the future as far as college and my relationships go. Got two help books lined up along with reconnecting with my therapist but... This is where you guys come in. Anything else I could possibly do? Probably to long didn't care to read though right? As least I got it out of my head I suppose. I know Gaia or really the internet in general is a horrible place to go seeing some people have compassion and some people do not give two flying ******** but talk anyways but seeing I have an account here and do not have an account on any other media source I figured might as well right? Hopefully this goes better then my past attempts posting here. I would like to think despite everything I have grown since my last times posting here.
Nope probably still a whiny little b***h
First off however I would like to make one thing clear my past with the Life Issues both my own threads and skimming other people's threads is that it can attract people that jump in just for the sake of jumping in and causing people to feel worse or argue and the like. I of course am not going to say do not post if you are not going to treat me like a princess cause that is bullshit I am a big girl but I would like to ask you at least be kind with your honesty. There is a difference between being rude and a troll and being honest and blunt. With that being said...
So a little about myself the messed up caregiver. I am bipolar and have severe PTSD with Anxiety to name the bigger ones. I also am Schizophrenic and have Borderline and Obsessive Compulsive. To be honest I have so many of these stupid disorders I really cannot remember them all I know is they make living life really a pain in my a**. Taking pills make it so doing ever day things have to be done with more care and sometimes end up messing me over like my birth control makes it so I end up for a week being the biggest b***h because my mood stabilizer ends up messing up. Which for the record you are already messing with hormones lets just mess with the mental right?
Well that is not the actual thing I want to talk about. That is about me as a whole even if I am the caregiver this is about the caregiving itself. The main thing is actually technically a family thing. The fact is my Dad was diagnosed with stage 4 Cancer back in June. I was his PCA (Personal Care Assistant) before then and have continued since then. It was hard as it was having sick parents as it was as I could hardly leave the house in fear that one of them would be dead or possibly need me and I could not be reached. At the time I also was trying to go to college and also dealing with other drama. At this point I have a plan so that is not an issue. I will be my father's PCA and help my mother along with my autistic brother at the same time.
I have no problem with that or rather I had no problem with that. I used to be a very depressed person I still have moments like that. I used to cut and try to kill myself. It was a dark time but my Dad in it's own twisted way made it so I straighten out for a lack of a better phrase. The only problem is having disorders and having to also care for two other people on top of a very high maintenance person makes it so I feel I need to sleep as much as I can among other things. Sometimes it borders on the point of depression. Where I feel like I no longer love my father because I feel like he takes advantage of me due to some of his requests.
Some of his requests are so simple that I have actually been told not to feed into him because he will get worse health wise by not getting any exercise and yet he guilt trips me. He also threatens to fire me. He asks me for my paycheck I get for taking care of him seeing he gets it in his head that because I am caring for him that it is somehow his money and therefore he can borrow it. Yet at the same time he will do these hurtful things and then do a complete 180 and then have sob sessions and it kills me to see him like this. It is like each month is another chain jerk. I also recently got my first boyfriend around this year and he can tell it is taking a toll on me and therefore our relationship because my coping mechanisms unfortunately involve distancing and becoming silent. Something he is not used to so it is not just effecting me it is effecting him as well.
Now that is just my Dad asking for my help. My mom recently has peaked in her anxiety (I got most of my disorders from her side of the family) and needs me to go with her places. So I usually end up burning both ends of the candle. Early in the morning and afternoon with my Dad for food, clothes, bathes, etc. Then my mom it is shopping, buying food, things that involve driving, etc. Often going into the evening. Which then my Dad wants to watch tv so we stay up and I end up getting close to four hours of sleep. So I live for the weekends but that is when my brother comes over. So when I do not end up with my boyfriend where my parents feel they can live without me my brother is added to the mix asking me to get him food, soda, to make him food, and to help him buy things online and the like.
Having three people constantly asking for help for EVERYTHING makes it so I slowly begin to resent them. Which in itself makes me depressed and kills me because I love them. I told them and they of course back off for say a week to a month before slipping into old habits. I know I am suffering from caregiver burnout which makes me even more depressed because before I simply wanted to care for them all and wanted to and every time I think about how I was back then I want to cry. Sometimes it gets better and I get that break to restart so I know it will get better just like with depression but during the burn out sometimes I just want an out but what type of person would I be if I abandoned my family just cause I am a little tired?
Sometimes I wonder if I am not worthy of caring for my family because I am to selfish and should let someone else do it but they claim they want me to do it because they feel more comfortable with me in the house. Someone they know. In my more angry times I feel like it is just because I am a cash cow and because I am in the house. It gets so confusing. I have a job now which is a good thing and I love my family so I love helping them I cannot stress that enough but at the same time I cannot feel like a monster sometimes for the thoughts I get. I am not trying to hide behind my mental illnesses. I just know they certainly are not helping. It also does not help that my Mom often sometimes argues with my Dad due to being in pain and having to sacrifice her own health for my Dad's appointments so she says some horrible things in her own mental illness rages.
It has become less toxic but because I have Anxiety and PTSD I am just waiting for the worst. I was given a death sentence for my father. He technically should be dead by now and for that I am grateful that he is not. Especially because there is no tension at the moment but I just fear for it to start again. I am still healing from the last round of burnout and enjoying the peace. Trying to cheer my Dad up, making plans, inviting my boyfriend over who my Dad basically adopted because his own father is a d**k but that is a whole 'nother can of worms. I just... Do not know. Sometimes I just wish I could sleep forever because I do not dream and in a way it is like I do not have to worry about anything but that is just running.
I have been to another thread that had some good books I plan on getting the next time I get my paycheck but I suppose besides just getting this out of my head so I can sleep I am wondering what you all think. I know Gaia is not the place for this and yes I have a therapist. (Though I ahve not seen her since my Dad was diagnosed seeing we are going based off his schedule) Also while there is peace there is still fear. My brother due to his autism has no idea about my father's condition (for the better but I am afraid for the future) and recently my grandmother found out she has Lung Cancer. My uncle also has lung cancer. I do not care for them (as in PCA I love them both as well) but both of them are related to my Mom so it spills into her mood. On top of that my uncles on my dad's side basically only care about themselves save for one and just want his health updates to check themselves and have no care for his own health.
So I guess to make a long story short I am a depressed, irate, ball of resentment. Healing at the moment. Has plans for the future as far as college and my relationships go. Got two help books lined up along with reconnecting with my therapist but... This is where you guys come in. Anything else I could possibly do? Probably to long didn't care to read though right? As least I got it out of my head I suppose. I know Gaia or really the internet in general is a horrible place to go seeing some people have compassion and some people do not give two flying ******** but talk anyways but seeing I have an account here and do not have an account on any other media source I figured might as well right? Hopefully this goes better then my past attempts posting here. I would like to think despite everything I have grown since my last times posting here.
Nope probably still a whiny little b***h