I just need a bit of a pity party.
I think I've become the therapist / emotional dumping ground of the family. It's like I'm there to check-in on everyone else yet no one checks in on me/us. I never, and I mean never, ask for help, I never complain or moan to them, yet I always listen to their woes, or ask how they are or ask for updates on their latest thing/event.
We got back from holiday recently and parent didn't once ask how it was when we got back, yet told me all about their news.
We've just discovered one of our DC has some life-long (though thankfully not life-threatening) health issues. My sibling and I had been chatting over the weekend and I mentioned this appointment was coming up. Thinking that maybe they did care, I then updated them after the appointment and they basically shrugged it off, told me it's not the end of the world (which it isn't, but it is a delicate forever condition which is very unfortunate for anyone to have to deal with it so DH and I are naturally upset for our DC and now trying to navigate a teen through this) and proceeded to tell me about a thing in their life.
I've had a horrid time at work over the last few years and on the odd occasion I've mentioned it I get a kind of "oh dear" response and then no one ever brings it up again. Yet I am supposed to keep up with the guy over the road's mum's illness or the latest weird and wonderful situation my sibling has got themselves into.
It just feels take take take. I live abroad so it is an effort to keep relationships going, and I am conscious that we are not in their day to day lives, but more and more it feels unbalanced and like the purpose of my calls or texts are simply to see/hear how they are and to give them the opportunity to offload, and get very little or nothing back.
Anyway, just needed to rant. I'm hormonal and sad about DC's health issue and just crave that sense of "family" you know?