I’m at my wit’s end! Enough is enough
with this pity-party, you’ve been attending.
I’ve done more than my fair share
to help a family member out.
I could never sit there, day-in and day-out,
seeing what I’ve seen, knowing what I know,
and been where I’ve been without lifting a finger
to help myself, but that’s just me. You are not
even close to the age of retirement, yet you act
like you’ve been slaving away
your complete lifetime, but it’s the opposite,
you’ve lived your entire life
dependent upon someone else.
I don’t know how you do it. I’ve tried
with you, but I cannot help someone who is not
willing to help oneself. It has been a harsh lesson
to learn, but I have to cut the string
and let you experience what it’s like to grow up.