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- I have no life of my own and I’m sick of it.
- Mom acts like my boss even when it comes to what I eat.
- How much longer can I keep this up? There is no light at the end of this tunnel.
- Dad has no clue what I give up to do this. He thinks his care is routine.
- Everybody wants a piece of me – there’s nothing of myself left for me.
- I can’t even take a bath without someone needing me.
- Nothing I do pleases them – they are never happy.
- I just want to scream, run away, hide somewhere, or change my identity.
- Maybe if I just take all of Mom’s sleeping pills I won’t have to wake up to this again.
- She is suffering so much. She’s been half dead for months. Why can’t she just let go and die?
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