Why does it always end up like this

I have 2 children, 2 grand children, a mother and a father. It is St. Patricks day. My favorite holiday. And where am I? At home by myself. I had plans with my daughter. For weeks we planned to go to the parade downtown. We invited my son, his girlfriend and my 2 grand children. It would of been fun. My son never even answered the invite. My daughter and I had it all planned out. To no surprise to me, my mother decided to invite her to dinner. And my daughter wanted to go with her. Well that ultimately caused an argument which caused her to be mad at me and cancel our plans. This is my life. I should be used to it by now. And yes I blame everything on my mother. I feel so pathetic about that, but it seems like every time, every holiday, special occasion she seems to step in and reuine things. I feel like she does it on purpose. I feel like she hates me. A person can only take so much. Oh well....

It's just a little wish

Some of us with mental illness are seen as crazy, stupid. Things you wouldn't think if you never knew we were mentally ill. Things you didn't think before you knew we were mentally ill. It's not easy to live with mental illness. You don't understand what it feels like and never will unless you have a mental issue. People with mental illness need support and the best people who can support you are your family and friends. And if they don't well you have a tough road a head of you. Most people hide it from their friends. That's what I did. I wasn't trying to lie to them or keep a secret from them. It's just that I heard how they talked about people who were mentally ill and I know it would have changed their attitudes towards me. I know, I know if they were real friends that would never happen. You would be surprised. People with mental illness need their family's. And when you don't have them it's hard. It's real hard. I know first hand. I do not have the support of my family, and it hurts. Now the title to this is just a little wish. My wish is... I wish I had a family that was close. It was really close at one time before my mother remarried and then it all changed. If my family were close I don't think I would suffer as much as I do. No one knows how I feel day to day. No one talks to me everyday. The people that I work with who see me day to day know me better than my family actually does. There's no one to see me depressed, falling deeper and deeper. They don't come visit me, so they don't see that my house is messy and that I'm too depressed to even care. There's nobody to care. My birthday is Wednesday and my mother will think it's just ok to send me a card, if she even does that. What I want to express is that if anyone in your family has a mental illness, please, please support them. Check in on them, show them that you love them. Everyday.... Because we can't get through this alone.....