Ever since her mental health break in 2016, my mom has slowly devolved in her cleaning and ability to keep house. Several years ago she decided to wanted to start getting more dogs. At that time I told her, don't be surprised if there comes a day when the girls won't want to visit anymore. She said okay.

Well. Here we are. That day. I've always had to walk on eggshells with her, but that's never stopped me from drawing boundaries with her about my kids. We've spoke 3 other times about her house and I've tried to be understanding because of the depression.

My kids were supposed to go overnight today so I could go to appointments tomorrow. My eldest told me she didn't want to go because the house was gross, the dogs won't stop barking, she can't sleep, she always feels alone because my mom is sleeping or on her tablet, etc. Last Wednesday, we went to a band concert and I kept smelling pee. Thought it was the HS kids in front of me but no. I was my youngest's sweater that had dog pee on it.

This morning, I called my mom and told her that to respect my kids' feelings, we won't be visiting anymore. She and my dad and sister are welcome to visit here or we can meet at a restaurant. Or we could do a weekly or biweekly dinner at my house. I said I know it's a point of conflict for us and it's hard to talk about but I heard my daughter and needed to validate her concerns.

My mom took this fairly well but I am 100% sure this will come back to bite me later. It always does with her. Out of the three previous discussions, one was taken well, the other two were passive aggressive biting comments of me not thinking she's good enough or me being an ungrateful bitch, which is nothing new in my life.

When I told my husband what I'd done, he got mad because he'll need to take off work tomorrow for my appointments to watch the kids. His plan was for them to just go, deal with it for one day, and then just ignore her when she asks for the kids to visit. When I told my eldest, she started tearing up and said she'll miss the dogs and how she can handle a day trip (not easy bc they live 1.5 hours away). I tried explaining that a day trip still doesn't address the cleanliness issue. I started getting upset so I walked away.

This was really hard. I've never shied away from drawing boundaries but it's not easy to do it especially when she is the way she is. My husband has never drawn a boundary with his family EVER. His family is a train wreck just as much as mine is but he just ignores it. How would he know how it feels?

But I feel like I did the right thing. Right? I've warned her three times, four if you count the initial one years ago. I just feel like everyone is mad at me for it.

I’m feeling really confused about things with my partner. Well we’ve been dating for about 6 months, and conflict has been difficult for us. So in the past he’s really hurt my feelings a lot. He will say something very hurtful sometimes … and then there’s this cycle of repeated invalidation.

So for example…well, I’ve had a really shitty week. I’ve had a lot of shit happen to me one after another. My kid was hospitalized and couldn’t walk for weeks, I’ve been really sick, and most recently, my car died. I don’t have money to fix it or replace it. I live somewhere where a car is legitimately a necessity, and I truly don’t know what I’m going to do. Anyway, my partner told me he was not going to buy the plane tickets to see me until I got the car resolved. (Because I have to drive over an hour to the airport.) So I understood why he said that, but I was also really disappointed and felt like I was just being handed even more bad news.

So I told him that I just felt really bad because I just wanted to feel something reliable from his end of things. For context, well, I’ve repeatedly felt like I can’t rely on him. He’s forgotten our date nights multiple times, for example. Even the tickets he has yet to buy he’s been telling me he’d get “a the next couple days” for the past two weeks.

So then, he said “your feelings are your feelings and I know they don’t reflect reality and they’re valid, but…” and the buts were things like how I’m not taking all the circumstances into account, how it would have been bad if he’d bought the tickets and then had wasted the money, and like I GET all of that but I just really wanted to feel like I could count on something and I know one hundred percent why he’d want to hold off on the tickets now but I just want to stop feeling like his plans with me aren’t so uncertain. And I was feeling very very alone, dealing with all of everything in my life. So he again told me I’m not taking things into consideration and … I was upset yes. I was having to validate him when he’d refused to do that for me. And I started to say “you’re right” and I know my tone was upset, but he interrupted me and told me “that was ignorant and oblivious!” And I said he’d invalidated and insulted me and I was going to end the conversation there.

I just want to feel like I’m a priority to my partner. I want to feel like I can count on them and like I can share my feelings. And I’m going through a rough time and … I just feel awful, about everything. I’m tired of crying and feeling this way. I’m always so focused on if I messed up and I don’t know if I did or not.

22F. Please I need to talk to someone about the embarrassing situation I’m going through, it’s far too embarrassing for me to go through alone and all my friends are busy right now.

hiii let me introduce myself, my name is Ryan im 15 and i LOVE talking and listening, to anyone of you. if you need to talk to someone im here!!

It's really that time of year again and for most it's a merry season filled with family and food. For others it can be the loneliest time of the year and we often see a surge in people around Christmas who just are looking for a Kind Voice to talk to.

I appreciate it's not the holiday season for all and I'm not sure I'm on top speech form but I wanted to offer a heartfelt thanks to everyone in this community. Maybe you came here looking for someone to talk too, maybe you wanted to volunteer your time to help others. Either way, I am constantly humbled to see people coming together to provide some extra support for each other in their times of need.

You might not always see me while I'm banning trolls and spam in the background but know I keep an eye on your kind efforts and I very greatful you decided to stop by this little corner of the internet.

May you all have great new years and a better 2025.

Also, If you have had a great KV interaction I would invite you to drop them a ping in the comments and let them know how much it's appreciated.

• AJ

Just to let you all know, I’m not depressed or have any mental disorders (that I’m aware of at least).

I’m a 17-year-old in my senior year, and if you could ask me the one thing I want most right now, it would have to be a perfect memory.

“Why would you want this?” some might ask.

Well, I have two big answers for that:

1. Because a fantastic memory would benefit me more in life, and

2. It would make me happier

I hate that I have to go through life right now not knowing much of what has happened in the past, even if it was just yesterday. I can remember some things, but what bugs me is that I will never remember anything in super great or even perfect detail. For example, I very likely won’t remember the date of something important happening in my life.

A photographic memory would advance me more, such as knowing details about books & movies and my dream profession of being a zoologist. (I know I might sound stupid for wanting to be famous which would cause me to stress so much over my ability to recollect things)

For the record, I’ve never had any traumatic experiences happen thus far apart from being exposed to two fetishes: vore (at about 5 years old) and female muscle (at 13 years old). I don’t want to feel even worse because of comparing myself with others who may have a better recollection of events than me, like my own mother.

I have spoken to a therapist about this, but I might consider wanting to talk with a psychiatrist now.

Could you make me feel even an ounce’s weight better about this situation?

Hi all,

I spent the last few years really isolated. My work is stressful and messes up my life. I have no friends or family to speak to really. I spend most my days in complete isolation.

I’m feeling very low right now and just really struggling to take my mind off bad things. Would really love to speak to someone, especially on audio call. I would like a kind voice.

Also, since I’m lonely and have loads of time….im a pretty nice guy and I do have time and space for others. So if anybody feels they would like a kind voice I can also offer myself :)

I have always been mocked by everyone and bullied a lot in the past. Everyone uses me for their own laughter. What is the point of life for me?

Hey everyone,

I'm currently wrapping up my first semester back in college after dropping out for two years. I'm doing better now than ever before but I just don't feel right.

I guess I'm frustrated I don't have anyone to celebrate with. I was hoping going back to school would help me feel less lonely but it has only made it worse. I've texted a few extended family members to share the news and they seem happy for me, but we live in different parts of the country. I'm not even sure if I am happy for myself. I like being in school and I'm passionate about what I'm studying, but I don't feel happy. I feel angry all the time for some reason. I thought that would end when I could stop juggling full time work and school. I guess it is here to stay.

Maybe I feel so rough because I haven't had a full day off in so long. My next day off is Christmas Day and every day of the semester I was either on campus for 8-12 hours a day or at work for the same amount of time.

I guess I was also hoping I could start dating again. My last relationship ended a couple years ago, a few months after I left school. Since then I've moved to a new part of the country, gotten promoted at my job, gone back to school, started therapy, and have lost a good amount of weight but still nobody wants me. I've also worked an awful lot on my personality, people see me as the ''funny guy'' at work which would have been unthinkable for me last year. I guess I'm still repulsive.

And I'm not trying to further any manosphere/Andrew Tate brainrot, I genuinely don't know what I am doing wrong. I thought if I just worked hard enough things would be better for me, but it looks like this shit is here to stay. I was orphaned as a kid, the ''family'' that took me in made it clear they didn't want us around, and now my brother is in jail and I'm as alone as I've always been. I don't know what I need to do to finally find somebody that wants me in their life, but I am running out of ideas.

It is 6 am and I need to go back to writing my last paper for the semester. I guess at least when I wake up after this I'll be done for a month.

Okay so, for probably the first time I actually have a somewhat good reason to be feeling afraid, something specific.

I’m 19 years old and leaving for college in about two weeks. I’m terrified. I’m scared of failing, of getting hurt/abused/traumatized, of getting my things stolen, of my roommate, of hurting myself… the stress of starting school and the rest of traumatic stressors in my life have left me feeling this icy cold feeling of dread in my heart for the future and an overwhelming sense of hopelessness and terror, like an empty pit inside me that’s dark and unknown, where traps or spikes could be lain to kill me if I fall in.

I’m afraid of not being accepted, of being hurt physically/mentally/emotionally, of being taken advantage of, teased, mocked, more… I don’t know what to do, I woke up this morning and felt fine, saw the news of my new roommate and felt walls closing in, like my world was crumbling, and stayed in bed all day and slept for an extra five hours at least, staying in bed for around eight to ten.

I know I’m supposed to be strong, I’ve made it through horrible things and great challenges, just getting into college was a struggle and I succeeded, but it doesn’t feel that way anymore… all of my confidence is broken, shattered, and I’m afraid I don’t belong there, that things will get worse instead of better, that I’m an awful human being that people will hate or enjoy to hurt, that I’ll be alone, isolated, vulnerable… I really need some support right now I’ve been shaking all day, feeling weak and pathetic and useless… idk if I can survive college, I should know that I can but I don’t, please help me…

idk why i’m posting on this but i am drunk rn so like fuck it. sometimes i just drink bc i want to like there isn’t even a reason. i dont want to get into my age for personal privacy but i am not old enough to drink. the way alcohol fills my stomach and makes me feel happy its like my happy juice. i just want to feel better about myself. i’m like a year or something clean from self harm but god the relapse has never been closer. just got out of a relationship i really enjoyed and then we did some fwb thing for a while and then i ended the fwb stuff bc i don’t like being used for sex at the end of the day. i just really want someone to talk to. someone new to meet someone with there own life experiences. i hate being human but god i love it so much. also have been thinking of suicide these past few days. i just don’t know what to do with myself anymore

Hiya. I’m open to offering support to listen :)). Specially happy to hear out queer, trans and BIPOC folks ❤️

important - being mindful of my capacity - I can’t offer support if you are someone who is having thoughts of harming self/others/child/elder in any shape or form. Please talk to someone close or in your community to seek help

Hiya. I’m open to offering support to listen :). Happy to hear out queer, trans and BIPOC folks ❤️

important - being mindful of my capacity - I can’t offer support if you are someone who is having thoughts of harming self/others/child/elder in any shape or form. Please talk to someone close or in your community to seek help

I got myself into a sort of panic mode. I guess I'm posting because I'm not sure what else to do. I wish I had a friend. This whole day I built up a burden of shame, guilt and anxiety. I wanted to be productive, but kept panicking, procrastinating, and wallowing. I wanted to be confident, brave, passionate, to dig myself out of the hole I've been in, and I feel more sad, pathetic, and hopeless. Maybe it's wrong to post this, to dwell on the sadness, but it's a different approach than what I've been trying at least.

I recently got strong stress relief pills that makes me tired the whole day. My family doctor prescribed it to me as I am feeling very mentally ill nowadays. This is because I failed to achieve good educational achievements. Where in my life only one thing matters for me; educational achievements. This is also because I have no knowledge of anything and I feel that I have no skills or talents. And thus educational achievements are the only thing I can be happy about.

I really need someone now very badly. My upstairs neighbor just told me I was cruel because my dog barks when I'm not home (and let's face it, some dogs are barkers). It's not even all the time, but of course he exaggerates and says it is all the time and non stop. I don't know what to do. And feeling hopeless to do anything about that sort of sucks and I ended an on and off again relationship with someone a week ago by saying we couldn't even be friends because it's too hard for me. I feel like I've lost the person I care about most in the world outside of my immediate family members. I'm so upset and sad. Please help.

I'm 18 years old since August but don't know how to get a job, get a driver's license or bank account, I don't have a phone number, I'm not sure what career to pursue or if I want to go to college or if I can even afford it. I'm 18 but I feel like I'm behind in life already and I just don't know what to do. I want to be independent but my mom isn't really helping me with that because she's always been very strict and overprotective. I really, REALLY need some advice.

I have failed to go to the university and I failed to achieve the highest degree within vocational college. I also scored low on a IQ test. The only things that matter to me in my life are educational achievements and IQ. Without them I am nothing. And thus I declare my own life as unworthy of life and I declare myself as worthless.

I was also bullied and mocked all the time and that means there is something wrong with me and that I am unworthy to be respected.

Hi, I just really need some comfort. I think the there's just been a misunderstanding between me and my housing agency. I thought they realized I wasn’t a student anymore, but I don’t think they did. I’m really uncertain what they’re going to do about where I’m staying, and even if it’s just me having to pay extra, I’m really worried about that because I don’t have the kind of money, and my parents are going to be really mad at me. I don’t know if they will help. Please, I just really need some comfort because I don’t know what to do. I'm freaking out.

So I had my holiday White elephant party at work yesterday, and no one chose my gift to open. It was just left at the end. I think because my bag was not really as nice as others so people avoided choosing it. I just watched everyone choose gifts and slowly mine was just sitting there and was the last one. Someone came late and ended up stealing someone else's gift rather than choose mine. Everyone decided at the end just to give mine to my manager. I thought it was a nice gift at least, a hot waterbottle with a fluffy outside.

So dumb to feel like this because it's not a big deal, and I'm a grown woman but it kind of just brought back past insecurities and memories of rejection and not being chosen at school.

lately ive been feeling alone, i have friends but i cant talk to them about my struggles, i would really love to have a chat with anyone, i respond almost immediatly <3 thank you so muchh i cant wait to talk to you

I assume the first that maybe I left it at one of the hotels before my last train travel, and so I called my boss to see if he could call the hotel to check, because he has their contact information. But he hasn’t gotten back to me, and now I am extremely afraid that maybe he doesn’t have anything hopeful to say

It was an expensive laptop. It had everything that I was working on on it. All of my recordings, all of my paperwork, all of my other projects. The laptop itself at the time costed only $2000, but everything I was working on was priceless. Literally everything I had in terms of stability was on that laptop

I’m going to be traveling home for Christmas. And so after my last job, I brought my luggage with me because I’m going to be moving back home. Two nights ago I had a very long train ride, about 10 hours on my budget. But I figured that trains have some measure of security or some sort of way to tell people if somethings happened. Did I fall asleep? Was it when I went to the bathroom on the train? I don’t know

What’s eating me up is that I can’t tell my family. I’m just too ashamed to break it to them. They can’t help me with my problems, and so all telling him will do it’s just caused him more emotional havoc. And so I’ve just been feeling extremely miserable as soon as I found out.

My only hope would be that my boss would Get back to me as soon as possible, and a test, tell me that maybe it was left in one of the previous hotels. That way if it was I could pay to have it shipped back stateside.

But it doesn’t look like that’s going to be a possibility if people are going to be so miserable at communicating, it gives me the impression that there’s not that much hope for it. MSo now I’m stuck wondering, worrying whether I can salvage my data that was backed up onto my Google Drive and other drives, and whether I can get a new job to afford a new laptop. It’s going to be miserable for me these next few weeks after Christmas, but I just don’t understand, why would anyone be so miserable at Christmas time as a steal something that valuable to other people. A bagel, or a cookie you can get by without, but a laptop… And the worst part is my warranty ran out on it so I can’t even get it replaced

Anyway it’s not like anyone can help me. I can’t get the laptop I need to replace this one, and most people don’t really care that much about other peoples problems… So all I can do now is just ask for may be a little bit of kindness

Hi everyone, I need someone to chat with. I can't say much about myself, but I like drawing and playing video games, even though I suck at both. I also like to watch cartoons and animes and read mangas and comics.

Overall, I'm not perfect. I'm stupid, incompetent, lazy, unfocused, clumsy and disastrous. I've never done anything right in my life. Whenever I try to help people, I mess up. I'm of no use around the house. I only mess things up, and when my family had issues, I was never capable of doing anything. And now we got split up because I was useless. Why am I still around?

Also, I'm not good at anything. I wanted to become an animator, a writer, a storyboard artist, a cartoonist and a producer, but I'm not good at any of them. I'm terrible at drawing and writing. For drawing, I've just started practicing anatomy, proportions, and shading, but given the results, I'll never get there anytime soon. And I came up with only three ideas for a story, but I feel like they're not good enough.

Also, I'm not good at making friends. When I moved to the last place I was in, I struggled to make friends with my classmates for months. And then when I joined Facebook, I drew a picture of all my friends to show my gratitude for their friendship, but the drawing was terrible, and they all unfriended me because of that. After that, I moved to another school, and I only managed to make a few friends, but we all eventually grew apart. Now I'm all alone. I once tried to befriend a librarian, but it didn't work because it was inappropriate. I used to talk to her, and over the time I fell in love with her, which made her uncomfortable.

I don't know what to do with my life.

Looking for clingy friends with abandonment issues 

They say I am Clingy, I say you just like constant communication.

They say I am Abandonant, I say life can be tough and people change, and it is ok.

They say no one would want to be your friend, I say many people can feel relatable to me and may want to give me a chance to be their daily chat buddy, just have to post a lot I know haha.

40F located in the central US, lending my narration to your ear holes if you need a distraction. Happy to read you a story with whatever vibe you’d enjoy. DM’s are open 🖤

I really can't confide any of my struggles, for fear of disappointment. I have been stuck in a constant cycle of shame, self depreciation. I did really bad this semester academically. I've had health scares. I am all out just out of balance. The first week to my break is coming to an end. I just feel fearful. I have all of this inside me, I am just afraid. My parents would be disappointed naturally. I can't take one more berating. I know I fucked up academically. I am doing everything right now to hit the ground running next semester. I am just scared shitless right now. Of them finding out my struggles. I don't want to be yelled at. I just want comfort. My therapist said I am letting this weight sink me down too much. Its just hard not to let it. Not to mention the spirals from anxiety. I am just afraid of messing up like my family members did previously. I am afraid of becoming a cautionary tale. I struggled heavily with phone addiction. It is one week since I plugged in measures and I halved my phone time. 4 hours is still a substantial amount, I want absolutely no dependency on my phone. I still get anxious. I disconnected social media. I feel anxious old friends would reach out to reconnect over winter break, but why? I was hoping for someone to talk to. Anyone. Just another person. I'm growing tired of confiding into ChatGPT as a therapist.

I really don't know what to make of my feelings right now. For context, I'm married (We're both 30+), no kids (no plans/ DINK) but I am a fur parent and working a decent job for a payroll company. Outside of work, I am a photographer, I love anime / movies and I used to play video games for leisure. My partner, works for the same company, partner is intelligent, bright, loves to study, books, music and streaming movies etc.

For most of our time together, it was all well and good. We both have our flaws, I used to lack confidence and have low self esteem. While partner has temper issues and tends to be a perfectionist. We got married knowing this and promised that we will work it out in which we have made progress during our 3 years of marriage.

This year and the year before was all about changes. Both us got promotions and have new responsibilities at work. Partner was for the most part, overwhelmed with her new position. I tried my best to give her all the support and advice that I can give.

On my end, I tried to work my issues by myself as I don't want to add additional things for her to worry about. My hobbies helped me get through a lot of things. I found success on it and eventually was able to become a better version of myself, slowly but surely.

Recently, partner started to became very critical of what I do. Like I used to play my games just to shut my brain off and unwind without any issues and it suddenly for her its a big waste of time and I am too old for it. Even my art, she felt it was lackluster, mediocre and ugly. It's as if the things that I love and enjoy doing are nothing but a waste of time or that's what I felt about it.

To compromise, I decided to reduce or almost let go of gaming just to show her I am hearing her out. This one I have no issues giving up as I don't have that much time anyway for it due to me being the one taking care of the house and our cat. However, I cannot let go of my photography. It is the one thing that keeps me sane and I am really passionate about. I don't do it for clout and the art I create is just generally revolving me and the friends I make doing it.

Is it wrong for me to feel bad about letting it go? Am I being stubborn / immature about it? I always try my best to balance everything and put things on schedule so that my hobby doesn't take away time from my responsibilities. Thank you in advance for keeping up with my non-sense. Hope to hear from y'all :))

First, I don't know what people can say here, at this point I'm just resigned to the fact that some people will never change, that the family I deserve doesn't exist, and that I will never get what I'm looking from my parents.

Let's start with how this went:

So my parents and I have never had a good relationship. They are wealthy, they provided the basics, but emotionally speaking they were never great towards me. I was always different from their "plan". When you're born into an old money conservative family like mine, your life is planned out from before birth. Unfortunately for them I never once cared for their plans and did everything my own way. This resulted in spending my childhood isolated, pushed into friendships I didn't want, bullied, and treated like a "freak" by my parents (my mother actually called me that once). To make this even clearer: one time when I was playing sports at my school, at 17, I ended up accidentally putting my foot in a small hole, which resulted in me twisting my knee pretty badly, to which I ended up with a torn ACL and an out of place meniscus. When I came back home I told my parents, for years, and years, I told them. They never did anything about it, not when I came back home limping, time and again. They just told me: "we don't have any money for that" (they did have money for it). They never had a problem taking care of this sort of "medical business" when it came to my siblings. My brother broke his arm and cut his chin pretty badly, they didn't hesitate to help him. My sister broke her arm and suffered from some sort of epilepsy when she was younger, they didn't hesitate to help her, she even got regular visits to a neurologist. They never did any of that for me, not with psychologists, not with my knee. As a matter of fact, I only found out that I've been carrying a torn acl since 2011 last year, when I got it checked out by myself.

Despite everything, I never gave up on myself though, never. So in 2018 when I finally started my first job, I started going to therapy, because honestly speaking, even if someone hurt you or someone did something to you, it's still your responsibility to take care of your mental health, to not hurt others or not be an ass toward other people. So I did what it took, and went there. Soon after, my therapist and I talked about moving to Canada. So, in 2021, during the middle of the worst of the pandemic, I moved. The next 3 years were difficult. I had a very hard master's degree, in which I ended up with a kidney stone, which eventually led to me quitting my lab and finding another supervisor (because my original supervisor was exploiting me to dangerous levels). That meant also not getting any more funding from my supervisor, because the new one didn't have any, so I had to get a job with some old American contacts, which kept me afloat long enough to finish my degree. I even finished before all of my peers in my cohort. So I found a job, I lost that job (because the company that hired me, had an irresponsible CEO that was playing around with money he didn't have), then I got another job. Then I moved to Toronto, and then I eventually moved to Montreal.

While all of that was going on, I obtained permanent residence in Canada, so now I'm a permanent resident there, with a six figure job, that knows 3 languages, that socializes with people most of the time, that lifts 30k pounds at the gym every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, and runs 5km under 31 mins every Tuesday and Thursday. I have a lot of empathy to give, I connect with people easily.

During all that time I couldn't visit my parents in my former country. First, that whole omicron business happened, and they closed everything again. Then in 2022 I had just finished my degree, and couldn't leave until I got my work permit. Then in 2023 I had just received my PR, and unless you get your PR card here in Canada (which takes a while to get there), you can't leave the country without having to go through insane bureaucratic nonsense.

I visited my parents and siblings in April, but all that ended up happening is that they mistreated me, to the point that when I came back I probably fell into depression, gained 20+ pounds and a couple of medical issues. I lost all those pounds now, and got through all of that business.

I was planning to go back this Christmas to visit my family, but I was on the fence, because it seems that every time I go there, it's pretty clear how much they dislike that I went my own way, did my own thing and left on my own terms. It's like they absolutely hate it. At any rate, 4 days before my flight, I talked to my father, asked him for a favor, if he could buy me a pair of shoes for the gym and a gym membership for two weeks (that's how long I was planning to stay). He said he didn't have any money for that, so I got upset, and asked why it was always so difficult to ask him for anything, why I had to negotiate with him and my mother for literally anything I asked, why they also made me negotiate for that whole knee situation. So he said something like this:

"What do you think? That we can just get the money out like that?" (kinda said it laughing)

And he also said:

"Yes, and you'll keep reminding us forever about the knee".

Soon after, he just hung up on me, and I decided that I wasn't going to go.

So now, I'm here, in Canada, alone. I blew $1200 because you can't get a refund with this airline. I'm once again going to spend Christmas alone, especially now because I'm still new to Montreal. And beyond all of this? My parents are nowhere to be found. My mother sent some superficial messages on Tuesday, asking how the weather was and whether it had snowed here, but that's so little and so unimportant. I felt guilty at first, but then I realized that she didn't even address anything, and that she sent these messages, a day after I was supposed to arrive over there. She didn't care enough to do anything before that and it just sounds like she's testing the waters to see if we're on good terms.

Anyway, I guess people can say what they want. I decided to post this, because I just needed to say it to someone. Like I said, I feel resignation. I don't know if I even care anymore. Sadness, anger, whatever, those all passed already. I don't even know why exactly I'm posting this, or what I'm hoping to get out of it.

I'll be fine, and I'll get over it, because I always have and because being honest, this isn't the first time my family leaves me to figure things out on my own. They've always done this, the only difference now, is that I live in Canada, and they live elsewhere.

Need someone to talk to.

If anybody (patient, carer or neither) would be okay with sending me a message letting me know that they’re open to let me vent I’d much appreciate that. I’m not seeking counselling, just someone to listen. My daugher’s (11) health has been steepy declining over the last few weeks and has been tough to deal with. Thank you all so much ❤️.

💔😔 reality hurts