As someone said above, this is all so complicated. My sister is at my mom's, and my mom is having to run her somewhere nearly every day. The spot where her skull was removed has been leaking x3, and each time she has to go back to the surgeon. She had to go to a dermatologist today (they found a spot and also suggested she see an eye doctor, because they are seeing something there too), she has to go for mapping, speech therapy, follow-ups, etc. Several of us have suggested my mom hire someone to help, but she is not ready to do that. I'm afraid she never will be. She's 89, stubborn, and even though she knows it's killing her, she thinks having someone there will be worse.
My sister filled out a living will today, and she's designated my sister-in-law as the person to make final decisions. It angered me, then sent me into deep sobs. I really don't like or trust my sister-in-law, and I deeply resent the way she has inserted herself into the family. She buddied up to my uncle when he was sick (and imo, it was because he was rich and she wanted more of his money--he had already paid her kids' complete tuitions) and she treats my sister like she's gold.
Yeah, I'm jealous of her in some ways, but she's done a lot of things that have proven she's not trustworthy.
My sister died to me a long time ago when she wrote me out of her life. I don't care if she dies now. I sometimes think that would be the best thing for everybody (including her, based on what I've learned about how she's been living lately). There, I said it. Do I care about her? Not as she is. I care about how we used to be. I wish we had that back. I'm having a hard time because of how her illness is affecting everyone else. How I can never really talk to my mom anymore. How mom always sounds tired and sad. How I feel invisible and left out, more so than ever before. Is it selfish? Maybe. I don't care.
It's been a bad time generally. My illness, surgery, and continued illness (which has finally gotten better, I think, at least until I see the next specialist). My knee. he stupid ass people at church who prematurely resigned my membership, my sister-in-law's surgery (being tested for cancer, and no, I don't really care about her, either, but it just adds to everyone's stress), my niece's lack of communication. A neighbor who is always stopping by without texting me (even after I have asked repeatedly) and is frequently drunk (I tried the not answering--she just sticks around forever). A feeling that I wish were 100% apathy but is rather a mix of anger, depression, grief, and more anger.
It's complicated. And this is just part of it.