Being a Burden

I live with my mom

Not all the time

I have a house

But right now I do

I struggle with life skills

Cooking

Cleaning

Laundry

Showering

So she has to help

She has to set boundaries

She has to do so much for me

And I know I am a burden

She is getting older

And she is tired

I see it in her eyes

And I feel terrible

No one should have to take care of their grown children

I wish I wasn’t a burden

And I do my best

But right now it’s hard

One day I’ll go home

And it will be better

But I’ll still need her help

I wish I didn’t

I hope to not be a burden

But I always will

In one way or the other

And for that reason

I am so grateful for my mom

But I wish

And hope

That one day I’m not

Just to be clear. My mom does NOT think I am a burden. She helps me purely out of love and would NEVER tell me I was too much. But I know. I know I can be exhausting. But I also know it's not my fault. It's the disease. And I fight incredibly hard to conquer it, but it will always be there. And so, because I love my mom so much, I pray that one day I'll be able to be independent again, and she can get a break!