I can’t enjoy my day anyways but worrying about my dad, mom, sister and brothers health constantly stresses me out. My dads getting old and i sit and i watch him sleep sometimes because i’m so scared he’s going to stop breathing. He coughs, i’m immediately asking if he’s sick. I want to cry because i’m so frustrated that i can’t fix everyone and keep everyone safe and healthy.

It’s almost as if the world and life itself is too much for my brain to handle.