Is AUTHOR wrong in the post ? POST : We are inbetween moving to north Florida or Oklahoma City. DH's company has places in both areas. (If anyone could give an idea on OKC thatd be great lol) 

I'm tired of my family's crap and constant belief they can depend on me for every little thing. Something goes bad, call justbrowsing. Some one needs something call justbrowsing. Shit hits the fan? Call justbrowsing. 

We want to meet up for a family thing? Do NOT call justbrowsing or older half sister. 

Up until recently I've been the structural support for my family. Which includes older half sister from my dads 1st marriage, my little sister (LS from here) who is 17 almost 18, my papa and my mom. I have my 4 year old and my husband also. Hes a truck driver and gone constantly. 

I'm tired of it, I've been taking care of my dad before he died, my nana before she died (both passed in 2018) and at the moment my papa and my LS. My mom is no where to be found, unless it makes her look good, even tho she's 30 minutes up the road. She even receives $600 from disability due to my dad for my sisters care and we (me and LS) see none of it, even tho I'm the one who cares for LS 100%. Food, clothes, medicine, everything.

Ive been talking to my DH for the past month or two and we've almost decided to GTFO of town and move out of state to get rid of the fuckery that is my family. 

I feel bad because I would be ditching my LS to basically fend for herself because our mom has completely checked out as mother since I was capable of driving 7 years ago. At 18 my mom signed all the paperwork at her doctors offices so i could take LS to her appointments. Mom would let her live with her and care for her, but it would be a pain for LS to get to neccessary appointments. But at the same time, LS is selfish and has burnt the bridge between us before a few times. Honestly, I could write an entire drama series about my family. 

I feel awful due to LS and Papa and the want to leave the state tonight if I could. I'm completely burnt out and tired of giving when I get no help. If DH told me he arranged proper care for papa I'd have our house packed to go before the morning. It's tearing at me that this is how I feel. I'm not sleeping or eating most days. My depression has kicked up and I'm just not myself anymore. 

Even after all the drama, I still feel that it's wrong to feel like this. 