I am tired! I am ready to stop being the sister and the primary caregiver. I am ready to give up! I am ready to have my own life!
Six months post transplant, he is doing remarkable well medically speaking. But now....now I am tired of the fights! Here is the latest...
Big Bird: "Saturday night my friends are throwing me a birthday party at Grahm's, do you wanna go?"
Me: "No...why are your friends throwing you a party in a bar? Why are 30 & 40 year olds still hanging on to the bar scene?"
Big Bird: "They are my friends, I don't say anything about your friends"
Am I the only one who questions the intelligence/intentions/friendship of "friends" who throw a birthday party in a BAR for a liver transplant recipient?????
Of course this is my rant...so I won't post it here....I'm just beyond patience level anymore these days.....sigh............
1 comment:
It's true. Big Bird probably shouldn't go party at a bar, but Big Bird is also a big boy. You are his sister, not his mother, and while you have invested enormous amounts of time/energy into keeping him alive, it does not by any means give you power over his his free will; he does not owe you for your service; it is not a betrayal of love for him to choose opposite of your desires.
If you are tired of the fighting, perhaps, it is time for you to move on; get on with your own life independent of anyone else's. These particular types of control issues will diminish in value as you find control over your own life.
It's past time, Tiff. I know you can do it.
loves,
b
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