Watching a family member tear themselves apart is absolutely agonising.
When this happens over a number of months/years, instead of an isolated happening, is soul-destroying.
What am I supposed to do, when the person concerned refuses the offers of help from outside agencies, due to non existent and bad experiences?
You can try to help, but are unable to even find a way through.
Things have got to a point now, where our normal lives cannot continue, it disrupts sleep patterns, it occupies numerous hours, one thing after another.
It all has a knock on effect, that’s starting to make others ill.
It’s fine for outside agencies to put in their two penneth worth, then watch the clock hit half five and away home to their peaceful lives.
It’s always us that has to pick up the pieces.
We simply cannot get on.
There is no light at the end of the tunnel, there is no relaxing, no future, etc.
Just an ongoing tirade of dealing with shit.
Appetite vanishes, tiredness is all around, strain and stress are the dominant factors every single day.
Jumpy, on edge, stressed out, turning into illness and fatigue.
Is the path to a life whereby, nothing, is appealing anymore, just haven’t got the energy to do anything anymore.
Is there a way out of all of this?
If there is, I don’t know what it is or how it can be achieved.
The sad thing is, at the end of it all, nobody ever gets any better, it just escalates into yet another round of the same, demoralising grief.