I think I prefered the teasing of being single
over dealing with my grandma planning my life.
She isn’t doing this on purpose and she doesn’t understand the stress she is causing by doing it, she has dementia and is just trying to comfort herself. It is hard to maintain a healthy relationship, it is terrible to try to do it while my grandma is asking things like, “When you get married, what will happen to me?” Or “I hope your fella knows its a package deal.”
That’s fine, we will talk about that when the time comes, but wow, we are not there.
She starts in her mind making sure that we can all fit in this house.
And then she goes the other way and demands I have my own life and she’ll go to a home.
I want to take care of her as long as I am able, but I understand that a day will come when she will be in a state in which I am unfit to care for her.
I am 26, in a new relationship and I love her, she is family, but I can only do so much.
This is a whole new different kind of stress than I have had like ever in my life.
Not that I am unhappy, I am very happy. God is taking care of me despite me. I just kinda wanted that off my chest.