I'm upset with myself. I don't know how to make sense of it. I'm looking forward to going back where I vacationed twice but part of me feels guilty because of my 2 sons. One is doing pretty well for himself, the younger, no, he's depressed. I'm not sure I can leave without regret, yet he is at an age to be working and I've tried everything I can think of. I'm not a professional, I've told him to seek help, I've forced him to hospital, nothing works to get him to get off his rear. Working makes a person feel better. I know, because once i was given my disability, I was angry. I said I wanted to work or I'll end up worse. It's too late now I tried hairstyling 3 times after I was put on disability, and it's too hard. I do hurt. My bones hurt. Yet I feel horrible to enjoy myself.... even though he's at the point he wont listen to anyone. I regret things I've done and said, there's nothing I can do to change it. I'm also upset I don't have the attention span to help anyone out here, so I read shorter posts... self criticism isn't helping me. I cancelled a membership for writing a book. Everyone was writing similar things in a memoir and it was too similar and yes, triggering.