They can bring in their own kinds of words, emotions, drama, and rules.
I think I need a break from certain people.
Wash dying is not about YOU. His bad days are not about YOU. When he is having a terrible day and contemplating ending his own personal pain, it really is not.at.all.about YOU.
Know what is? Your (relative) who needs you. The person who asked you for support. It's about you promising more times than even someone with Asperger's can count that you will "be there" and then just not showing up.
It's about a personal history of showing no care for literally anyone else.
I'm angry. My feelings on this have been dismissed before.
I can't do it anymore. No more. My husband is honest-to-your-Gd dying. I cannot deal with your personal shit and my own.
Cancer has shown me sometimes the best love, the consuming support? Doesn't come from the people that share DNA, it comes from friends, fellow human beings.
I'm thankful for you.