I feel myself churning inside. I just screamed at the kids, ate a bunch of junk, and now I'm crying...
I am so upset about my Dad. My family has a history of nutcases and one of the things is strange behavior when older. The person doesn't lose memory or anything, they just sorta give up on life. When I was a teenager I watched my GreatAunt go to bed and just stay there... she withered away to nothing and died. Now its happening to my dad. He had an accident last year, is 73 yrs old, and has Parkinsons. One of the things the doctor and internet says is key is exercise and activity, but he isn't trying. My mom is isn't much help, it's like she's an enabler.
I know I've got this personality problem already, and I know this is going to happen to me wehn I get older. I've never been able to stick to and finish anything: college, diets, exercising, decorating a room, etc etc. The only reason the kids are alive is because they've learned to yell loud when I forget about them. I just plopped down a wad of cash today on a gym membership and a new study bible. Probably a waste of money; I'm not going to stick with either.
I have to ask WHY should I bother? Why drive myself bonkers over food and my appearance. Who cares if I lose 5 pounds or 50 if I'm just going to get old and crazy? And iit's not like I can even make it happen, I just don't think there's any hope that I will be able to change myself or my life. What hope is there for my kids? I am full of despair.




I feel ya on the giving up thing ..... I am desperately clinging to care by one thin thread . Hope is all I have . Hope that I may find a way through all this pain and torment . My family also has mental illness problems . My Great Aunt commited suicide ... depression is a hereditary thing here . I am eating myself into a heart attack and yet nothing makes me want to stop .. other then the fact that it just might not kill me and Ill be paralyzed on one side for the rest of my miserable life . I hate my marriage and I just got married .... My mom and dad barely know I exist and we live only 15 mins from eachother ... my brother hates me allthough he doesnt know why and I have nothing but this big fat body to claim as what I have to show in life ... AHHHH ... so the only thing I can submit now is .... I was dsepressed and down because I had no shoes .....UNTIL ... I met a woman with no feet !!!! Ya know what I mean ??????? I have it bad you have it bad but maybe you can find some twisted comfort in knowing that someone else could possibly have it way way worse . Sorry for rambling .... Lona
Something else to feel guilty about.