please forgive me if i curse....my uncle just died today, he drank all his life, he lived with his mother (my grandmother) who is 90. i have been taking care of her and him (grocery shopping/doctors/etc since my grandfather died 15 years ago, neither drive) then when my agoraphobia got bad my husband took over...now mind you I have a brother. he didn't do anything for my other grandfather that died 20 years ago, i of course helped him with his needs until he passed...so i call my brother hoping he would come down and check on our grandmother....nope...he asks about funeral arrangements and whatever...then says ok...and that was that.
What the fuck kind of grandson is this??? why do i always get the burden put on me...i can't stop crying, i know they are going to take my grandmother out of her home, because she's 90....i feel bad and can't stop thinking about it...me and my dad went over today to see if she was ok...but how ok can you be when your own child dies!!! all the police and ambulence whatever were there, i am the next of kin cuz my scumhole mother left us when i was very young, now living across the country (i had to call the police in the state she lives in just to find out her number cuz my grandmother doesn't know where it is, and they will contact her and tell her)....with my disorder its sooooo hard to do anything, so now i have taken like 2 extra pills already cuz no one else will do anything, or no one else gives a fuck!!!! namely my fucking brother.
i told my grandmother me and my daughters would come over later (after supper, she still cooks for herself, even tho i asked if i could bring something) but again this is extrememly hard for me....my husband is 1.5 hours away and wont be home til 11:30 tonight. i'm so fucked up right now...i just needed to type out my feelings i guess. he was such a good man, took care of my grandmother but the drinking got the best of him.
don't know if any of this made sense..
What the fuck kind of grandson is this??? why do i always get the burden put on me...i can't stop crying, i know they are going to take my grandmother out of her home, because she's 90....i feel bad and can't stop thinking about it...me and my dad went over today to see if she was ok...but how ok can you be when your own child dies!!! all the police and ambulence whatever were there, i am the next of kin cuz my scumhole mother left us when i was very young, now living across the country (i had to call the police in the state she lives in just to find out her number cuz my grandmother doesn't know where it is, and they will contact her and tell her)....with my disorder its sooooo hard to do anything, so now i have taken like 2 extra pills already cuz no one else will do anything, or no one else gives a fuck!!!! namely my fucking brother.
i told my grandmother me and my daughters would come over later (after supper, she still cooks for herself, even tho i asked if i could bring something) but again this is extrememly hard for me....my husband is 1.5 hours away and wont be home til 11:30 tonight. i'm so fucked up right now...i just needed to type out my feelings i guess. he was such a good man, took care of my grandmother but the drinking got the best of him.
don't know if any of this made sense..