I live 30 miles away from DM. I work Monday to Friday, husband on dialysis, lots of contact with grandchildren living locally. My DM was never particularly fond of me, DSis is the acknowledged favourite and lives 10 minutes away from her. I visit once a week as does DSis. Her needs are increasing, She has a cleaner once a week but there are chores which she seems to save up for me. Laundry, bill paying, other sundry housework tasks and expects me to make her a ‘proper’ lunch when i would probably have a sandwich. I am exhausted. I dread the weekends. I wish i could just pop in for a cup of tea and a natter. I have suggested getting some extra help in but she says no. Of course i could just go less but the guilt is awful. She’s a lonely old lady who has dieted herself into crippling osteoporosis. Being thin was very important to her and i was never thin enough, of course i can’t say anything but the resentment is never far away and this doesn’t help. So i am mentally and physically exhausted in my dealings with her. How does anyone navigate this?