I don’t know how much more I can do. Dealing with my mom. I love her so much but she exhaust me. Emotionally spent.
When is too much? What is my breaking point. I don’t know if I have an answer but this I do know for sure. I’m close. I’m tired of trying to please and gain the approval of others that no matter what I do or how hard I try, it’s never going to be good enough. There will always be:
Something else that I forgot
I could have done better if only…
It was good but…
You did the best you could because you were never taught how to do it.
I could go on but you get the point.