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Be_theBest_Me wrote: »Be_theBest_Me wrote: »I'm lonely in my marriage. Husband doesn't get it. He keeps me at a distance and gets mad when he doesn't feel loved. My feelings are ignored. When they are noticed he uses them as weapons against me. No dates. Swx like once a month lately unless I push hard for more. I'm sick of being the work horse while he lives the *kitten* dream!! I get zero of my needs met.....I dont even have a good bra!!!! Aaaaahhhhh he is in his *kitten* cycle and I'm over it been like 6 months this time. I keep bringing it up and he just keeps telling me it's all me and my mom.... *kitten* you Dr. Phil check ya self!! I'm about to lose my *kitten*!! We are in the middle of a move and any time we do anything tough in life this is how it is. I'm tired of feeling used. Manipulated and taken advantage of...... sometimes I need a hug and a cuddle but all I get are blankets between us.....
This was me. Turns out I was dealing with trauma and did not know how to climb out. Perhaps find a good councillor. One that deals with feelings not tools for life.
You are probably right. PTSD is one of my struggles. There is so much to this situation. This time in my life is so ......what's a good way to explain this like walking on a small path with lava all around ever mistep I get burned. I've been thinking about ALNON meetings again and also about meds and a counselor. When I do think about working on myself it makes me mad!!! Because the two people who are the root of most of my issues wouldn't work on themselves to save their own *kitten*! why do I keep bettering myself for them to tear me down. Reality if fear wasn't a factor id leave both in the dust and go start fresh!!! Promises tether me here like chains!!! Just wish they could see.
There were things broken in me. My wife could help but not sustain me. Regardless what she does I needed to know what was broken, recognize it and develop healthy coping skills for what can't be fixed and fix what can. It takes a kind and strong councilor to help at this level.5 -
brustmannzwei wrote: »This thread should be mandatory reading for young adults and recommended reading for all adults.
True life and compassion from all perspectives.
I’m really glad it got a foothold. I make a lot of silly, light threads so making this one made me feel particularly vulnerable. I really expected it to drop off after a day or so. I don’t comment in this thread much but I come back and read it often. It helps remind me how human we all are.
I worried it would turn into a contest of who has it the worst, and I’m so glad it hasn’t. I hope anyone feels ‘qualified’ to post here. We all go through our own *kitten*. We all deserve to unload.
This is a hard time of year for me. For no particular reason and for hundreds. I’ve done it medicated and without, but nothing helps as much as feeling like I have people who get it. I’ve been on mfp for years as the goof-off but this year is when I finally felt like i could bare all without fear.
I probably come across as unapproachable and difficult to get to know beyond the jokes, so I’m thankful there are people who push past that undeterred. It honestly has been transformative for me in this last month or so. I’m bad at expressing it but y’all have been my people in ways you’ll never even know.
You are awesome and I'm so happy to see you around here 🤗4 -
Awww screw-it... I had 1 stiff drink tonight. Some days I would rather just stay at work late, and maybe not even bother coming home. I have an out of control step-daughter that hates me and her father cannot control her. Ugh.11
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looneycatblue wrote: »Awww screw-it... I had 1 stiff drink tonight. Some days I would rather just stay at work late, and maybe not even bother coming home. I have an out of control step-daughter that hates me and her father cannot control her. Ugh.
being a step parent is a very very hard job. Big hugs my friend.. Apart from my own 4 I had 4 others, two of which were with us every weekend.
I wish I had some good advice but really all I got is hang in there 🙂6 -
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my stepfather is going into assisted care with dementia. i haven't seen him for 6 years. he was married to my mom who passed away many years ago. we kept in touch on and off and now his lady friend *who i know very well as she was friends with my MOM!* was also at the house when i arrived. he had called me this morning to tell me that he was selling the house *that he'd had with my mom* and if there were photos i wanted to come and get. upon arrival his lady friend warned me about his moodiness and that he was in the shower.
when he finally came out to greet me with open arms, i had to hold back my shock and tears upon seeing him. he'd lost 50 pounds and looked like a holocaust survivor and had shrunk to shorter than me, where he was initially 6 feet tall. we talked for a bit and he asked me if i was doing great *he forgot i have cancer* and asked about the family.
neither of his sons from out east can help , and his lady friend's family is doing almost everything. the whole time being there broke my heart. when i got home - my kids and i were looking at all the photos and i just lost it. i feel like i lost her all over again, and feel such pity and sadness for seeing this once strapping athletic man becoming a shell of what he used to be.....23 -
@MiNinaLisa
I'm so very sorry. Dementia(and Alzheimer's) is absolutely awful and steals away the person little by little and everyone is left feeling helpless because there is nothing you can do. I'm glad this lady friend is in his life and that she has support as well.
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@MiNinaLisa
I'm so very sorry. Dementia(and Alzheimer's) is absolutely awful and steals away the person little by little and everyone is left feeling helpless because there is nothing you can do. I'm glad this lady friend is in his life and that she has support as well.
{{Hugs to you}}
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It's hard to imagine what it's like being a caregiver - even if only on occasion - when you yourself are dealing with a major health issue. How bittersweet it must have been to get the pictures and to have seen your step-father.
No matter where he's at mentally and physically right now, perhaps one additional memory to hold on to is the fact that he still knows how important your mother's pictures were to you?
If you don't mind, I'm sending prayers up and across your way @MiNinaLisa4 -
It's hard to imagine what it's like being a caregiver - even if only on occasion - when you yourself are dealing with a major health issue. How bittersweet it must have been to get the pictures and to have seen your step-father.
No matter where he's at mentally and physically right now, perhaps one additional memory to hold on to is the fact that he still knows how important your mother's pictures were to you?
If you don't mind, I'm sending prayers up and across your way @MiNinaLisa
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sanwigley15 wrote: »My dad passed a little over a year ago. He was assaulted and robbed exactly one month before he died yet the police says there is no evidence that caused his death. It is torture on me everyday to see such a happy loving man go through what he did in the last month of his life. The trial for the assault is next month. And the thought of it constantly keeps me in a dark place. I’m just ready for it to all be over with so the constant reminder isn’t there and maybe I can start healing.
What an injustice to him and your family. I am so sorry you have to go through this. I hope you get enough strength to face this blasted trial and get the justice you deserve. May your dad Rest In Peace now.3 -
So last night someone dropped a bottle of week old wine that was in the fridge on the floor and it broke all over... The wine actually smelled pretty terrible 😣...
I mopped the entire kitchen over and over again with pinesol and now it smells like old wine and lemon... Even worse... 😣😣😣3 -
This isn’t news to some of you, but 2.5 yrs ago our house burned down in the middle of the night. We got out literally with the clothes on our backs. My kids were 6 and 8 at the time.
As luck would have it, we owned some rental properties in town and a 3 br apt was vacant. When we moved in, we carried everything we owned in a few plastic bags. The apartment was extremely small, but we were just thankful to have a place. It’s not like we had anything to store anyway.
Two months later, the adjoining building to ours caught fire in the middle of the night. This was perhaps more traumatic than the first one because it created a sense of meaningless chaos in my kids. They started to worry that literally anything could catch fire at any moment. Luckily our building wasn’t damaged, but we couldn’t say the same for their sense of safety and well-being.
We put them both in mental health counseling and after six months or so, they were doing okay enough to discontinue sessions. But this past spring, my daughter (who is now 9) developed night terrors and severe bedtime anxiety to the degree that I was sleeping with her every night.
We took her back to counseling at her request. Months later they determined that she would really benefit from pharmaceuticals. Having used anti-depressants myself, I was both for this and against this. Ultimately we decided to try them.
This week I have graduated from sleeping in her room all night to sleeping in the guest bedroom down the hall. Sometimes she comes and wakes me, but three times this week she was able to go back to her room and fall asleep without me. I’m so happy for her progress and proud that she ever told us she needed the professional help in the first place. As a guilt-prone mom (now there’s a redundancy!) I felt inadequate at times that I couldn’t help her. But mostly I’m just so incredibly thankful to have professional help available and to live in a time where the stigma surrounding mental health issues has largely dissipated. And I’m thankful especially that if nothing else, she is learning that it’s absolutely okay to seek out the help she needs.
Thanks for listening ❤️28 -
This isn’t news to some of you, but 2.5 yrs ago our house burned down in the middle of the night. We got out literally with the clothes on our backs. My kids were 6 and 8 at the time.
As luck would have it, we owned some rental properties in town and a 3 br apt was vacant. When we moved in, we carried everything we owned in a few plastic bags. The apartment was extremely small, but we were just thankful to have a place. It’s not like we had anything to store anyway.
Two months later, the adjoining building to ours caught fire in the middle of the night. This was perhaps more traumatic than the first one because it created a sense of meaningless chaos in my kids. They started to worry that literally anything could catch fire at any moment. Luckily our building wasn’t damaged, but we couldn’t say the same for their sense of safety and well-being.
We put them both in mental health counseling and after six months or so, they were doing okay enough to discontinue sessions. But this past spring, my daughter (who is now 9) developed night terrors and severe bedtime anxiety to the degree that I was sleeping with her every night.
We took her back to counseling at her request. Months later they determined that she would really benefit from pharmaceuticals. Having used anti-depressants myself, I was both for this and against this. Ultimately we decided to try them.
This week I have graduated from sleeping in her room all night to sleeping in the guest bedroom down the hall. Sometimes she comes and wakes me, but three times this week she was able to go back to her room and fall asleep without me. I’m so happy for her progress and proud that she ever told us she needed the professional help in the first place. As a guilt-prone mom (now there’s a redundancy!) I felt inadequate at times that I couldn’t help her. But mostly I’m just so incredibly thankful to have professional help available and to live in a time where the stigma surrounding mental health issues has largely dissipated. And I’m thankful especially that if nothing else, she is learning that it’s absolutely okay to seek out the help she needs.
Thanks for listening ❤️
What a traumatic experience for everyone. I’m so sorry all that happened to you. But also what a beautiful story about your daughter who sounds amazingly wise beyond her years. You must be so proud of her, I think that’s a parenting-win. I hope that healing can continue for your whole family and it really creates a strong bond for you! 💛1 -
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This isn’t news to some of you, but 2.5 yrs ago our house burned down in the middle of the night. We got out literally with the clothes on our backs. My kids were 6 and 8 at the time.
As luck would have it, we owned some rental properties in town and a 3 br apt was vacant. When we moved in, we carried everything we owned in a few plastic bags. The apartment was extremely small, but we were just thankful to have a place. It’s not like we had anything to store anyway.
Two months later, the adjoining building to ours caught fire in the middle of the night. This was perhaps more traumatic than the first one because it created a sense of meaningless chaos in my kids. They started to worry that literally anything could catch fire at any moment. Luckily our building wasn’t damaged, but we couldn’t say the same for their sense of safety and well-being.
We put them both in mental health counseling and after six months or so, they were doing okay enough to discontinue sessions. But this past spring, my daughter (who is now 9) developed night terrors and severe bedtime anxiety to the degree that I was sleeping with her every night.
We took her back to counseling at her request. Months later they determined that she would really benefit from pharmaceuticals. Having used anti-depressants myself, I was both for this and against this. Ultimately we decided to try them.
This week I have graduated from sleeping in her room all night to sleeping in the guest bedroom down the hall. Sometimes she comes and wakes me, but three times this week she was able to go back to her room and fall asleep without me. I’m so happy for her progress and proud that she ever told us she needed the professional help in the first place. As a guilt-prone mom (now there’s a redundancy!) I felt inadequate at times that I couldn’t help her. But mostly I’m just so incredibly thankful to have professional help available and to live in a time where the stigma surrounding mental health issues has largely dissipated. And I’m thankful especially that if nothing else, she is learning that it’s absolutely okay to seek out the help she needs.
Thanks for listening ❤️
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This isn’t news to some of you, but 2.5 yrs ago our house burned down in the middle of the night. We got out literally with the clothes on our backs. My kids were 6 and 8 at the time.
As luck would have it, we owned some rental properties in town and a 3 br apt was vacant. When we moved in, we carried everything we owned in a few plastic bags. The apartment was extremely small, but we were just thankful to have a place. It’s not like we had anything to store anyway.
Two months later, the adjoining building to ours caught fire in the middle of the night. This was perhaps more traumatic than the first one because it created a sense of meaningless chaos in my kids. They started to worry that literally anything could catch fire at any moment. Luckily our building wasn’t damaged, but we couldn’t say the same for their sense of safety and well-being.
We put them both in mental health counseling and after six months or so, they were doing okay enough to discontinue sessions. But this past spring, my daughter (who is now 9) developed night terrors and severe bedtime anxiety to the degree that I was sleeping with her every night.
We took her back to counseling at her request. Months later they determined that she would really benefit from pharmaceuticals. Having used anti-depressants myself, I was both for this and against this. Ultimately we decided to try them.
This week I have graduated from sleeping in her room all night to sleeping in the guest bedroom down the hall. Sometimes she comes and wakes me, but three times this week she was able to go back to her room and fall asleep without me. I’m so happy for her progress and proud that she ever told us she needed the professional help in the first place. As a guilt-prone mom (now there’s a redundancy!) I felt inadequate at times that I couldn’t help her. But mostly I’m just so incredibly thankful to have professional help available and to live in a time where the stigma surrounding mental health issues has largely dissipated. And I’m thankful especially that if nothing else, she is learning that it’s absolutely okay to seek out the help she needs.
Thanks for listening ❤️
oh no 💔 i bet both u and her been so sleep deprived trying to figure it out too
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@CacoEther (HUGS) to you and your family for all you've gone through!!2
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This isn’t news to some of you, but 2.5 yrs ago our house burned down in the middle of the night. We got out literally with the clothes on our backs. My kids were 6 and 8 at the time.
As luck would have it, we owned some rental properties in town and a 3 br apt was vacant. When we moved in, we carried everything we owned in a few plastic bags. The apartment was extremely small, but we were just thankful to have a place. It’s not like we had anything to store anyway.
Two months later, the adjoining building to ours caught fire in the middle of the night. This was perhaps more traumatic than the first one because it created a sense of meaningless chaos in my kids. They started to worry that literally anything could catch fire at any moment. Luckily our building wasn’t damaged, but we couldn’t say the same for their sense of safety and well-being.
We put them both in mental health counseling and after six months or so, they were doing okay enough to discontinue sessions. But this past spring, my daughter (who is now 9) developed night terrors and severe bedtime anxiety to the degree that I was sleeping with her every night.
We took her back to counseling at her request. Months later they determined that she would really benefit from pharmaceuticals. Having used anti-depressants myself, I was both for this and against this. Ultimately we decided to try them.
This week I have graduated from sleeping in her room all night to sleeping in the guest bedroom down the hall. Sometimes she comes and wakes me, but three times this week she was able to go back to her room and fall asleep without me. I’m so happy for her progress and proud that she ever told us she needed the professional help in the first place. As a guilt-prone mom (now there’s a redundancy!) I felt inadequate at times that I couldn’t help her. But mostly I’m just so incredibly thankful to have professional help available and to live in a time where the stigma surrounding mental health issues has largely dissipated. And I’m thankful especially that if nothing else, she is learning that it’s absolutely okay to seek out the help she needs.
Thanks for listening ❤️
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This isn’t news to some of you, but 2.5 yrs ago our house burned down in the middle of the night. We got out literally with the clothes on our backs. My kids were 6 and 8 at the time.
As luck would have it, we owned some rental properties in town and a 3 br apt was vacant. When we moved in, we carried everything we owned in a few plastic bags. The apartment was extremely small, but we were just thankful to have a place. It’s not like we had anything to store anyway.
Two months later, the adjoining building to ours caught fire in the middle of the night. This was perhaps more traumatic than the first one because it created a sense of meaningless chaos in my kids. They started to worry that literally anything could catch fire at any moment. Luckily our building wasn’t damaged, but we couldn’t say the same for their sense of safety and well-being.
We put them both in mental health counseling and after six months or so, they were doing okay enough to discontinue sessions. But this past spring, my daughter (who is now 9) developed night terrors and severe bedtime anxiety to the degree that I was sleeping with her every night.
We took her back to counseling at her request. Months later they determined that she would really benefit from pharmaceuticals. Having used anti-depressants myself, I was both for this and against this. Ultimately we decided to try them.
This week I have graduated from sleeping in her room all night to sleeping in the guest bedroom down the hall. Sometimes she comes and wakes me, but three times this week she was able to go back to her room and fall asleep without me. I’m so happy for her progress and proud that she ever told us she needed the professional help in the first place. As a guilt-prone mom (now there’s a redundancy!) I felt inadequate at times that I couldn’t help her. But mostly I’m just so incredibly thankful to have professional help available and to live in a time where the stigma surrounding mental health issues has largely dissipated. And I’m thankful especially that if nothing else, she is learning that it’s absolutely okay to seek out the help she needs.
Thanks for listening ❤️
When they are older, they're going to cherish and idolize you for seeing them through all this...
And that goes for many if you I can think of and your stories as well 💕3 -
The last episode of South Park delivered on the funny factor for sure but left me feeling kinda sad in the end when one of the kids "Stan" basically broke down about how he just wants his life back...
It got me thinking about how this whole thing is impacting our kids... No more soccer games, attending sporting events, play grounds are closed, no attending school and being with their friends... It's kind of a *kitten* time to be a kid for sure...
But then I'm just reminded of my 80yr old grandfather who lost both parents by age 11, his last grandmother by age 15, his eldest sister by age 18, younger brother by age 21, another sister not long after that, buried his wife, buried his favorite (my mother), and I could go on but you get the point...
He once gave me the best piece of advice I've ever received "Jesse I know life gets hard, but you can't think weak, you've gotta think strong"...
So I guess I'll recognize just how fortunate I am that no one I know has died from covid and try to remind my boy how lucky we actually are...
Don't mind me... I'm just thinking through thing I suppose...8 -
I feel bad sometimes when I think about how hurtful I may havr been to some people on this site in the past. I know having anxiety and a rough time in my personal life, and illness shouldn't be used as a excuse but for me, it had everything to do with that. When I think of the things I've said to some people here I feel ashamed. I guess hurt people hurt people.7
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Miss_Chiev0us wrote: »I feel bad sometimes when I think about how hurtful I may havr been to some people on this site in the past. I know having anxiety and a rough time in my personal life, and illness shouldn't be used as a excuse but for me, it had everything to do with that. When I think of the things I've said to some people here I feel ashamed. I guess hurt people hurt people.
Kind of spinning off your post, I think a lot about people I've hurt in the past too. Not really on here, but in general. Hurt people do tend to hurt people. It's a hard thing to work through sometimes.2 -
Mr_Healthy_Habits wrote: »The last episode of South Park delivered on the funny factor for sure but left me feeling kinda sad in the end when one of the kids "Stan" basically broke down about how he just wants his life back...
It got me thinking about how this whole thing is impacting our kids... No more soccer games, attending sporting events, play grounds are closed, no attending school and being with their friends... It's kind of a *kitten* time to be a kid for sure...
But then I'm just reminded of my 80yr old grandfather who lost both parents by age 11, his last grandmother by age 15, his eldest sister by age 18, younger brother by age 21, another sister not long after that, buried his wife, buried his favorite (my mother), and I could go on but you get the point...
He once gave me the best piece of advice I've ever received "Jesse I know life gets hard, but you can't think weak, you've gotta think strong"...
So I guess I'll recognize just how fortunate I am that no one I know has died from covid and try to remind my boy how lucky we actually are...
Don't mind me... I'm just thinking through thing I suppose...
It is hard. Life has changed fundamentally for most of us in the last six months. My kid has become very reclusive, as have I. we're both immunocompromised and it's just not safe to be out. I sometimes think back to different times, I've been reading about the Great Depression recently.3 -
kittengirl88 wrote: »Mr_Healthy_Habits wrote: »The last episode of South Park delivered on the funny factor for sure but left me feeling kinda sad in the end when one of the kids "Stan" basically broke down about how he just wants his life back...
It got me thinking about how this whole thing is impacting our kids... No more soccer games, attending sporting events, play grounds are closed, no attending school and being with their friends... It's kind of a *kitten* time to be a kid for sure...
But then I'm just reminded of my 80yr old grandfather who lost both parents by age 11, his last grandmother by age 15, his eldest sister by age 18, younger brother by age 21, another sister not long after that, buried his wife, buried his favorite (my mother), and I could go on but you get the point...
He once gave me the best piece of advice I've ever received "Jesse I know life gets hard, but you can't think weak, you've gotta think strong"...
So I guess I'll recognize just how fortunate I am that no one I know has died from covid and try to remind my boy how lucky we actually are...
Don't mind me... I'm just thinking through thing I suppose...
It is hard. Life has changed fundamentally for most of us in the last six months. My kid has become very reclusive, as have I. we're both immunocompromised and it's just not safe to be out. I sometimes think back to different times, I've been reading about the Great Depression recently.
i'm immunocompromised with stage four lymphoma.. i hear you on this big time. i have to suggest to you to find things to watch and listen that are going to uplift you *not stuff on the great depression - with all due respect to those who went through it* - and to also maintain some element of fitness. i also have a condition called severe cold urticaria which makes it difficult for me to live up here in Canada where there's 11 months of winter i joke about the 11 months - but seriously. just because we have challenges - doesn't mean we have to stagnate.
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Mr_Healthy_Habits wrote: »So last night someone dropped a bottle of week old wine that was in the fridge on the floor and it broke all over... The wine actually smelled pretty terrible 😣...
I mopped the entire kitchen over and over again with pinesol and now it smells like old wine and lemon... Even worse... 😣😣😣
i'd have licked the floor after the wine spilled!2 -
Many people on this site, come through my mind a lot during the day. Whether you're one who makes me laugh(laughter is so good for us!)or inspires me to be a better person or a stronger person, helps to put life into perspective so I can let go of the small silly stuff and focus on the really big stuff.
You'll never know the impact many of you have had on my life, physically, mentally, emotionally, philosophically. But thank you for everyone's thoughts they share on chitchat and elsewhere, everyday.
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Reckoner69_lmao wrote: »sweet_ermengarde wrote: »_DisasterDoll_ wrote: »Mr_Healthy_Habits wrote: »I keep reading this thread as seriously deep heavy 🙊 stuff
I keep reading it to my psychiatrist
does she say dumb things like my therapist goin on about “are we discussing a real person or one of your apparitions?” 🙄
My brain wizard was awesome, I miss her
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So in regards to the original statement of this thread, the reason I don't often post anything "serious" is because my life is usually nothing but a serious drag. I am plagued by clinical depression and anxiety and this year has been particularly rough.
I've dealt with two deaths earlier in the year directly related to COVID (so I don't want to hear any conspiracy theories about how it's "exaggerated" or "a hoax" because no, two people I know are DEAD as a direct result). If they hadn't gotten COVID, they would probably still be among the living as they had no underlying health conditions.
A close relative was diagnosed with cancer in early summer. She's had a pretty good response to it all and takes it in stride, but chemotherapy is tough on anyone. They've minimized the spread enough that they should be able to operate and remove the remaining elements, but we'll have to see since that can't be scheduled until sometime in November (around Thanksgiving).
Both of our cats that we had for 13 years (as long as I've been married) died within in a month of one another. It was hard enough to lose my "favorite", even worse when I had to put her brother down because I was watching his slow, arduous death in action otherwise. Essentially, he was starving himself and refusing to eat, drink or do much of anything. His kidneys failed just like his sister and pumping fluids into him might have given him a couple of weeks at best. I feel strongly every day that I still killed him. I know the decision we made was not made lightly and I know it was probably the best we could do for him since we couldn't cure his CRF or prolong his life outside of a week or two, but it still feels like I murdered him and I have tremendous guilt over it.
The organization I volunteer for is struggling to get by. Even though I'm the person "in charge" of the unit, I can only operate when I have volunteers who are able to help and put together the events. Sadly, because of COVID, the fact that we run events for youth and the fact that school was all sorts of screwed up this year, the organization was dead in the water for many months. We hemorrhaged volunteers since no one wanted to continue working and had no recruitment opportunities or events in which to gain new volunteers or kids, so yeah.. the organization took a severe cut. We are financially fine, but I hate that we can't provide quality programming to the kids this year because of current guidelines as well as a serious lack of volunteers. I feel guilt over leaving them "high and dry" in November (they have to fill my position in order to recharter with our larger organization), but I am months away from an international move and will have no extra time to devote to the massive amounts of paperwork it takes to keep the organization afloat. I gave them advanced warning in July and not a SINGLE parent stepped up, despite my efforts to explain the gravity of the situation. I know they'll "get by" because I already put word in with the council that oversees all the smaller organizations in our area, but I hate that this once strong group is slowly dying from a lack of volunteers and a lack of parental involvement.
So yeah, mostly my year so far has been full of anxiety, fear, depression and crippling inability to proceed. And this is why I rarely talk about it on here (or anywhere else). It's a lot to take in.13
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