I'm speechless, Robin and you know why? This is probably the most honest and gut-wrenching piece I've had the pleasure of reading from you. It's beautiful, and I wish I had the magic words. As you know, I've struggled with OCD and anxiety my whole life. Racing thoughts. Disturbing thoughts. You name. That's probably why--no, one of the reasons for sure--that my drinking became a problem and I'm still not over the hump, although doing better. If this means anything, I would suggest letting your family know how you feel. I've read between your lines before and I suspect that perhaps, they're taking advantage of you. Don't be a victim. You're better than that. Smarter than that. A kind person with a huge heart. Reach out to me for anything and thank you for having the balls to write this. Many people cannot.