I’m so overwhelmed... I never intended my life to turn out like this. After my high school graduation, the following Monday morning I started working full time for my dad. It was only a summer job before then. My parents allowed me to stay living at home, so most of what I earned I saved. I was able to buy a used car. And after several years I had enough to buy a house, without having to make payments. That was part of my plan. Buy a house and rent it out. Then I would continue to work and also make money from renting out a house also. And buy more rent houses as I could afford them. I had narrowed it down to 2 different houses for sale, then my mom got sick. Mylo displastic syndrome. It was so hard on her. She passed less than 2 years after her diagnosis. I used most of the money I had saved to help dad with bills at home. My sister moved back home. She started working for dad also, and eventually she almost pushed me completely out of my job. A few months later he had to have emergency 5 way heart bypass surgery. After he recovered things only got worse, my sister out of the blue told me she used to wish every day when I was a baby that I would be dead when she got home from school. She said she wasn’t sorry that she had wished that. She slowly got meaner to me, I wanted to fight back but dad asked me not to, so I didn’t put if respect for his wishes. So it only got worse and she got more abusive. Then dad broke a hip. Which meant more time in the hospital for him and I stayed with him and he was horribly mean to mean to me because of the pain medication they gave him. But it still hurt me deeply. He had gotten to where he could walk only using a cane, when last August he had a stroke. They were able to get him to the hospital in time to give him blood clot dissolving medicine he was taken to a large city hospital. My sister just left him an i there alone while she went back home to run his business. I had to depend on a cab to get me back and fourth to the motel and hospital. Dad got to go home within a week. But they made his blood too thin and he had a brain bleed stroke the next morning. Back to the hospital they sent us. This stroke was more devastating. He lost his ability to walk, talk, write, use his right side, and eat. He was still mentally the same person, but was trapped in a physical body that now wouldn’t work properly. After he got out of the hospital he went to a local rehab at our local hospital, they did a horrible job we later found out. He then went to what we thought was the best rehab facility in the area. They didn’t watch him, he fell out of bed they didn’t even call us and put him back in bed. It turns out he had broken his other hip and they had let him lay there in pain all night! So he then had to have another hip surgery. I let my sister bully me into putting dad into a nursing home therapy. His non existent therapy continued there. Thankfully carefully I shamed her into getting him home. He has been doing better but then he recently had a seizure and now is on anti seizure medicine. My sister is now in almost full charge of dads business. She gives me $100 a week. I have to find some way to pay utilities and groceries and any other bills with that 100 a week. Plus she keeps on changing around the schedule without telling me for those that come in to help us with dad. Plus my best friend who I live so much is having problems and I try my best not to put my burdens on him, but rather I try to be there to hear him out. And I try and help him in any way I can, but he says he wants to leave the state now which means I may lose him. He is the only one who even comes close to understanding me. I have been diagnosed with depression and severe generalized anxiety disorder. I’m not on any medication for either. I no longer have a councilor to talk to. She jumped onto me because I arrived at her office a little early. She wanted me to be exactly on time and not a minute early. I tried to put it behind me, chastising myself internally. But then dad got sick and I had to cancel our next session to make sure dad got to his dr appointments. She didn’t even want to reschedule. So I feel trapped, alone and hopeless.