I just don't want to help them, it is an unkind and cold thought, I can't help it.
I moved far away years ago, which is a blessing for me, I have been able to sift through the bad and find me, and nurture that little girl that was never shown love.
But now the perpetrators of my mind and body need help because they are aging and haven't bothered to prepare financially, it is now up to me and my older siblings to fund their old age.
I don't feel like they deserve my help, both of them made life very hard for me, and now it's so hard for me to forgive and forget and pay up.
I feel like when I moved away I escaped, but now I am being forced to return to a place I cannot survive, I am being thrown with guilt arrows, I wonder if they feel any guilt about my upbringing.
How do I protect my psychological mind and not ruin my conscience and damage my soul?
Do I sacrifice my conscience to save my mind or suffer psychologically to save my soul, I feel these are the only options.