I raised my kids by myself. They've done well academically but it was hard work. My son was violent - the house is riddled with holes in walls and my daughter twisted my wrist recently during an argument. They are aged mid 20s, I'm late 50s. My son moved out 6 months ago and we maintain a cordial relationship. Money was always tight but I was lucky enough to have a good job and a small rental property that kept our heads above water and allowed me to work 'school hours'. I told them in April that I was going to do some work at the rental property and that I would need help. They said they would do so. They want me to sign everything over to them but if they're not prepared to help, I will not do that. I have arthritis, heart issues. Instead of helping, they took on extra hours at work.
When at home, I do everything - cooking cleaning etc. Daughter pays no digs but expects lifts to either work or bus station and back home from train station. Times can be 6.30am when dropping off and 9.30pm when picking up. I'm exhausted because I've been dong everything since they were born.
I've been working my day job and going to the rental also, for last 2 weeks. Some of the jobs are manual. I was there from 8am yesterday when I got a call from daughter. I actually thought she was calling to ask how I was but instead asked for a lift to the train station at 7.30am this morning. I always say 'yes, ok' but this time told her I was disappointed that neither she nor her brother ask how I am. I don't ask from help from daughter as she has been saying she has chest pains (but won't go to dr).
Things blew up from that one comment - that I was implying she never helps (I did not say that), that I cause her anxiety, etc. etc. She stays in her own room, not really interacting with me unless she needs something. She has a good social life.
I feel I can't speak in my own home.
When at home, I do everything - cooking cleaning etc. Daughter pays no digs but expects lifts to either work or bus station and back home from train station. Times can be 6.30am when dropping off and 9.30pm when picking up. I'm exhausted because I've been dong everything since they were born.
I've been working my day job and going to the rental also, for last 2 weeks. Some of the jobs are manual. I was there from 8am yesterday when I got a call from daughter. I actually thought she was calling to ask how I was but instead asked for a lift to the train station at 7.30am this morning. I always say 'yes, ok' but this time told her I was disappointed that neither she nor her brother ask how I am. I don't ask from help from daughter as she has been saying she has chest pains (but won't go to dr).
Things blew up from that one comment - that I was implying she never helps (I did not say that), that I cause her anxiety, etc. etc. She stays in her own room, not really interacting with me unless she needs something. She has a good social life.
I feel I can't speak in my own home.
