Well stressed, friend!
I feel like i live in a world where everyone is too stupid/selfish or you get taken for granted or not taken seriously.
I have my grandma with senile dementia, and i told my parents many, many times that we should put her in a retirement home, because she doesnt eat/drink and tends to do idiotic stuff, like throwing away credit cards or giving away her jewerly to random people to spite us (because her dementia makes her think we are "stealing" from her or we want her dead, or bla bla) or because her dementia tells her to do that. She also refuses to take her pills and has lied to us many times, telling us she did take them. We simply cant take care of her 24hs, not force her to eat.
I warned my parents this would only get worse, her lack of eating/drinking would make her frail and it would put her health in a serious risk. I got told that "they were waiting for her dementia to develop a bit more, cuz she is still self aware and putting her in a retirement home would kill her".
Cue the disaster, we end taking her to the hospital out of an emergency one night and her blood tests show a lot of fucked up shit, low blood count, physical weakness, its a miracle she is still alive.
"I told ya" never sounded more hollow/sad.
Now on the other spectrum, i have been bottling up my frustration and anger at this bullshit for months now, with no one to share it with. My only best friend started work and has been taking as many classes as possible at her college, leaving her little to no freetime to share with her friends outside of college.
I really miss her, and i try to talk with her at every chance i have without being a burden to her. She has a busy life, and she is happy with that. One day i couldnt take it anymore and told her that i missed her, if we could arrange ONE day of the week to talk and such. She said she would think about our lack of communication and that she would talk with me on sundays.
Lets just say that there has been many, MANY sundays in which we havent talked. I havent told her my problems, out of fear she decides i am too much of a burden and decides to cut communication and because i dont even know if she will even be there for me. She hasnt exactly asked about them either, she always talks about her life, her college, work and relationships but i feel like there is no even place for MY life. I am just a puppy who is always happy, always prepared to help and such.
I will only say this once, derpibooru, and never again:
Dont pity me, i dont WANT it. I just wanted a place to lift some of this burden. And with this, i am out.