I'm not sure if I've posted this in the right place. I have learnt so much about relationships from reading the experiences on here.
I am in my 50s and I am a full-time Carer for my mum. It would take too long to document our history but in a nut-shell my parents both had mental health difficulties. They became unhappy people.
I feel that I bore the brunt of this when I was younger and it has caused me a lot of difficulties in life almost to the point that I can't function normally in the world. I haven't achieved anything that other people have, normal life milestones.
Having said the above, I am now at peace with my past and have forgiven my parents as I understand why it happened. I would say I now have quite a good relationship with my mum. She is old now. My dad isn't alive.
I am petrified of my mum dying as I won't have anything else. She has been very ill physically and has been diagnosed with a condition that will worsen with time. I know now that she was actually quite ill for sometime before she was diagnosed and I think all of this, plus still worrying constantly, has taken its toll on me.
I live in fear of her dying to the point of it keeping me awake at night. If she's ok then I'm ok. I know this isn't right and I am trying to find a way to prepare, if you can do such a thing.
I am having counselling. I have contacted a couple of organisations re employment training, as I don't have a career to go back to.
I don't have a lot of savings and I am trying to rectify that so I have some money to fall back on when the time comes. I have also joined the local Carers Centre.
My relationship with my partner broke down, partly because of how much caring I am doing. I do understand his point of view but it became abusive and I couldn't communicate with him. I am now trying to come to terms with that and the fact that the future I thought I had is no more. I'm sure that has had an effect on me.
I think I also feel more vulnerable as I am getting older and I have just been diagnosed with health problems that have knocked me for six.
I don't have any friends. I have long-standing anxiety that I think I manage quite well.
I don't feel I've got any reserves left anymore. Does anyone have any thoughts? I'm aware I sound a bit pathetic.