
stoiccactus
somehow still here
- Mar 24, 2022
- 254
I just need to vent for a minute.
I'm in a place in my life now where I am constantly surrounded by people. Every waking second of my life involves tending to another person's emotions or needs. From the second I get up to tending to family (and an abusive partner), to working two jobs to support them, to the multiple hours of bedtime I have to contend with, I have no ability to do even a minute of self-care time, without someone else's needs being neglected. I have almost no support network, and the few people I have are unreliable and/or incompetent. Even with people who supposedly "love" me, when I share my feelings, instantly result in me having to now tend to THEIR feelings, so I share nothing.
On a good night, I can get 4 hours of sleep. This leads to bad decision making, which leads to further depression and misery. Sometimes I can smoke a little weed and feel good for a few minutes.
There is nothing I hate more than people who tell me "take time for yourself, because it will make you a better caretaker for them" - this is such a crock of shit. I take time for myself; I miss deadlines, I lose clients, family begins lodging complaints (leading to a humiliating divorce I am going through). Life has become such a monotonous hell of working and care-taking. I just can't do it anymore. Death sounds like the best form of self-care right now.
I'm in a place in my life now where I am constantly surrounded by people. Every waking second of my life involves tending to another person's emotions or needs. From the second I get up to tending to family (and an abusive partner), to working two jobs to support them, to the multiple hours of bedtime I have to contend with, I have no ability to do even a minute of self-care time, without someone else's needs being neglected. I have almost no support network, and the few people I have are unreliable and/or incompetent. Even with people who supposedly "love" me, when I share my feelings, instantly result in me having to now tend to THEIR feelings, so I share nothing.
On a good night, I can get 4 hours of sleep. This leads to bad decision making, which leads to further depression and misery. Sometimes I can smoke a little weed and feel good for a few minutes.
There is nothing I hate more than people who tell me "take time for yourself, because it will make you a better caretaker for them" - this is such a crock of shit. I take time for myself; I miss deadlines, I lose clients, family begins lodging complaints (leading to a humiliating divorce I am going through). Life has become such a monotonous hell of working and care-taking. I just can't do it anymore. Death sounds like the best form of self-care right now.