I can't see any way out of this endless cycle. I'm sick of looking after people, problem solving, being the one they call. I just want to scream at them all to fuck off and deal with their own shit. I want to be surrounded by silence and not have to do anything for anybody, ever. My son was one of the only reasons I could see for sticking around and putting up with the pain. Last night I had such a meltdown, I scared him. So what is the point? I just want to lie down in the quiet and not wake up again.