I'm feeling sorry for myself and feeling selfish right now. My first marriage was physically and mentally abusive (I did get 2 beautiful children though). Married for 21 years and found the courage to end it. Struggled for years on my own as a single parent and paying off the debts he left me with which took 7 years. I finally meet my prince charming (my one and only) and married the man of my dreams. Two years married and he's diagnosed with lung cancer and given up to 2 years. My sister passed away 3 years ago suddenly, leaving me to also care for our elderly parents. Mum has dementia which is progressing and Dad has his own health issues. I am a carer who supports people of all ages and abilities to live in their homes. I also do end of life care. Is it wrong that I'm thinking "give me a bloody break"? I am the only one bringing in the money to our household and finding it hard. Been turned down for benefits. MOT coming up and I'm well overdue an eye test. My house is a mess and not as clean as I would normally have it and I have no incentive to clean it. I'm 57 and never thought I'd be in this position. I make lists of things to do in the house but when I wake up on my days off, I start with good intentions but they just disappear.
