Warning - long post!
I feel like the worst daughter in the world. I'm 39 years old and my parents are in their 60s. They live about a mile away from me. They have a very difficult marriage; they have huge rows all the time.
When they argue my dad usually ends up at my door with his bags packed. This has happened about 6 times over the last year or two. It's unpredictable and means I usually have to go round and soothe my mum until they have a talk and he goes home and the cycle begins again.
I love my parents dearly and they've been good parents, I grew up surrounded by love; the arguments didn't happen then.
However, I'm under some pressure at the moment because my husband is in a new job with longer hours, our son has behavioural issues and I have health problems that are being investigated but which leave me physically and mentally exhausted trying to run the home and work full time.
My dad pitched up at my door again last night with his bags. It seemed to be that this was for the long haul this time. Of course I let him in and made up the spare room for him. I fielded lots of nasty texts from my mum, some quite upsetting. In the end I had enough of reading them and just went to bed. I slept terribly and ended up being sent home from work today because I was all over the place.
On the way home I rang my dad and said I couldn't cope with this any more, that they needed to sort their marriage problems out without using my house as a drop-in centre.
Dad was very apologetic and he and my mum have now "made up" but I feel awful. I didn't mean to sound so harsh, it's just like everything closed in on me and I couldn't cope. I know my parents have a terrible marriage but I just wish they'd agree to separate and get on with it; I'm fed up of being stuck in the middle like this.
Please tell me, was I unreasonable?