my hell
What am i supposed to do when the joy of those i love is dependent on me. My parents have always been my responsibility. The wonderful codependency that is our relationship has been crushing and anxiety provoking. My parents have this canvas of me from when i was 4 years old- its a photo of me and its captioned " our pride and joy." This has been the bane of my existence for as long as i can remember. All ive ever known is- make your parents proud. We are so proud of you. You bring pride to the family. Your a DOCTOR ( im not.) My parents sacrificed everything for us. And they made sure we knew it. As an eldest of immigrant parents..i had a lot of responsibility. I still feel it. My father is not well. He has had crushing headaches for years which cycle with his high blood pressure. Over Rosh hashana he had a spike of high blood pressure and just overall just feeling severe amounts of pain. When i asked him, he said that he has a lot on his mind. I asked my mother to make