So called “friends” and "family" who EXPECT you to do this, attend that, be present for him, her, they and I mean throughout my entire life. Where were THEY when the chips fall down??
The ability to see a need and meet that need is a very good trait, especially when dealing with your own long-term illness. We ALL should HAVE, but not all people are givers like me or you. Doing more than just multi-tasking. We are merely EXHAUSTED, and wishful that God brings us some help.
Most of these now strangers by absence, couldn't even handle a mere sniffle or sneeze. However, explaining to a judicial judge, the daily laundry-list of work I do/and have done, while dealing with some of the physically TOUGHEST and most CHALLENGING DAYS over the years, even left a bad taste in his mouth.
The takers use you and leave you wondering... why you were taken from and not give a damn when you need some help. ALWAYS met with excuses.
"The traffic is too bad."
"I woke up with a sore throat."
"Can't you call a company to help you."
Yea, when I used to live back in Ohio. A place, I called... my home. You know, before your flying monkeys and mirror image started causing mere mischief of loaded problems, lies and straight up BS... Fact.
I lived, where there were far-too-many companies, contractors and even a Pooper Scooper service. I remember, what it was like to rest... to breathe. All without constantly struggling. Even back home, neighbors helped neighbors, because it's just normal-human-behavior.
The people who had nothing but expectations of me, couldn't even offer a mere penny of emotional support. Oh... I forgot the excuse on Christmas Eve;
"Things would had been different, if I would had kids."
I guess IVF/reproductive surgeries weren't extreme enough, for your liking. Remember, "I" was the one who always wanted children. The Brady Bunch... 3 boys and 3 girls. I can't blame myself, the rest of my life, for what my body could not provide. But I was always treated less-off a woman... an individual flawed, at best. She doesn't have kids... so why bother? Right. Right.
I used to be a very giving individual to anyone I perceived needing my help.
However, over the years...
I have learned that my gift of help was expected, no matter how bad those bad-days had me feeling.. thus I have become cynical, untrusting and will no-longer-allow myself to help just anyone out of the kindness of my heart.
Doing so, by far-too-much experience... is just far-too-emotionally expensive for my taste and well-being.
I call that my very own, Tasters Choice!
Free Yourself...My Journey