They are such a trigger for me. I just smoked a cigarette before I called my mom, as I just knew that calling her wasnt going to be any good news. It wasnt. I have a life. I have a family. I work 60 hours a week 7 days a week. I have to in order for us to survive. And yet, my Mom harrasses me all the time about shit. I know I need to take a day off every now and then, BUT I CANT!!!! I know I should help them more, BUT I CANT!!! They moved to FUCKING far away!!!!!! Now she wants me to take her for some local outpatient surgery on one of her toes. I don't have the time to take off from work to do so. Since my dumb ass sister abandoned my parents I am left holding the bag. Yet I envy my sister. She doesnt have to worry about all of this crap anymore. Why am I the one that has to be burdened with all of this shit. I don't want it. I can't have it. My mother is constantly bringing me into her depression. She is dragging me into her hell. I can't have that. I simply can't. I am done.