I don't normally share much about myself, because I was raised not to express, in any way, anything. Don't speak, don't express. In this case I just really need to put this out there. My life is going to hell- My mom is developing dementia, is in constant pain and is, in part, unable to take care of herself. My father sleeps 15 hrs a day and sits in his chair the rest of the time. He does very little. He also has health problems. Her house if half horder nightmare and half too many pets nightmare. Her home is a 2 bedroom house with a tiny unfinished basement and it is stuffed with junk. I can hardly breathe in their home due to all the pet "leavings" that have saturated the carpets. Also my mom will get drunk, not remember that she was drunk, and start talking about all the bad things that happened in her life- both crying and yelling about it. This motivates my dad to drink and because he isn't "listening" to her she gets mad and screams about him being lazy, wanting him to move out (they're not married anymore and haven't been for most of my life) and how she hates him. She will rant at me about all of this whenever she and I are alone. She does this over and over.
My parents have 3 small dogs that will pee and poop in the house wherever they choose and 4 inooor/oputdoor cats.
Now my small family (me, my older brother, my husbandand our 2 indoor only cats) have to move into her house to take care of them. My mental health isn't the greatest, though I am medicated. What my parents don't seem to understand or care about is that the medication helps, it doesn't make the problem go away. I also have physical health issues, as does my husband and older brother. My older brother is 2 years older thatn me, though it is more like we are twins and we do better when we are living in the same home then when we are apart. We have lived seperately for many years and both of us were unhappy with it. AS for my cats- Tanglefoot is the oldest (17) and she can't have any food with grains in it. She has an allergic skin reaction to it and will puke alot. Cashmere I worry about, he is a young energetic cat that we rescued from outside out apartment- we couldn't find any owners. He will definitly go outside and I am afraid of what might happen to him.
According to my therapist and my primary care doctor I am supposed to be looking out for myself at this time. If I don't lose weight and stress I am likely to get very sick and be hospitaslized. My parents don't seem to care about that either, though my mom likes to tell me that I don't know how much she loves me. I don't want to move. I like my apartment, my privacy and my little famliy of people I trust. I don't have any options at this point.
Thanks for letting me share all this.