Venting...I'm going to start at the top, because if I'm going to vent I might as well do it right. When my mom fell 2 years ago, she was walking with a walker. I was her caregiver then. When se tripped and fell everything changed. She messed up more nerves in her body and had to get surgery. I've been with my mom every step of the way. We had to move into a more mobile apartment that supported a wheelchair. Without going on and on, I've been with my mom throughout everything. I know her medicines better than I know things about myself. I've been there with her at the hospitals, doctors appointments, everything. Even before 2 years ago. More like 10 since my dad passed away. I moved us after she fell. She doesn't like the new place. She doesn't like anything. It's been 2 years and still I haven't had the mental energy to unpack everything. This places still doesn't feel like home. I TRY to get the energy to do it, then I have to listen to her drone on about where something is, about what I did with her things, about how she used to have something. I get it. She's scared. She's lost her sense of independence. Her mobility. She lost her life basically, without being melodramatic. But all I do is help her. It's my life. She doesn't get it. Finances are crazy. I end up paying for her things out of the money I make working from home. It's never enough. Insurance doesn't cover insulin, needles and her pain medication. When I'm done paying for her things I have barely any money left for myself. For food. For anything. Everything is a struggle and her attitude is making it worse. I can never do anything right. Someone hit the car, it's her car, but I drive it since she cannot. She can't even get in the car anymore. We order transporation when we need to go somewhere. Her insurance covers some of that. And we've found other transporation services. But back to the car... it was hit. I had to pay the deductible this month to get it fixed. But I didn't do that right apparently. The rental car I got, I didn't do that right either. NOTHING is ever right. Things have to change. It's either she needs to go to a nursing home or something needs to give. We need more structure. It needs to be more like a caregiver/patient relationship than a caregiver/mother/daughter/whatever thing we have going on. I no longer want to pay for things she needs. I need help. I need advice on how to structure this better so we're both not going crazy. We need to draw lines. How do I do this? I need advice, please!!!! I felt like I just rambled. I hope you guys can hear what I'm asking clear enough.