I was always told that God will give you no more than your shoulders can bear. I am about to disagree. I In the last year and a half, both of my parents have passed away, my son has been moved to an alternative school placement setting, my son hates his step-father and my husband hates my son, and last but not least...my husband wanted to commit suicide and has checked himself into a mental ward.
On top of that my husband has depression and is an alcoholic, my son has ADHD, my brother/best friend is bi-polar, I work wtih autistic kids all day and I am a foster parent for two kids with their own issues. I am also a church council member, youth group advisor and high school drama coach.
My husband complains about his "shitty" life...he went from living in a holler in the Appalachian mountains with no running water, no indoor plumbing surrounded by deadbeats and alcoholics...to living in a nice 4 bedroom home that we both can afford, working at a job that he enjoys, living with a loving and understanding wife. His biggest complaint is helping raise my two teenage children. Yes, they are pains in the butts, but I challenge anyone to find two teenage siblings, 2 years apart who can't push buttons. He is an officer on our local fire department.
I have been supportive and strong and understanding. I continually try to help my husband and son learn how to like each other. They love each other, they just don't get along most of the time. I just pray for one day of "normalcy" in my life. No one fighting, no one dying, everyone getting along. I know I brought most of this onto myself, but why can't they see how hard I work for them and give a little back?
Every which way I turn...it is nothing but drama, I am SICK OF IT! How's that for drama?