Can I stop being a parent to my…parents?

When will I have the chance to stop?

Mom, Dad…can you answer? When can I be a normal teenager..not a mom, or dad to you guys. I’ve been taking care of you alone with Alex my whole life practically. I’m sure he started before I even knew what was happening in my life, but when I was 7. I was 7 when I noticed my world wasn’t a big field of flowers anymore.

Mom, why do you have to try to commit suicide when I’m at my worst? Six times, six times in two years you tried to take your life away from the people who loved you most. When will I stop being a parent to you?

Dad, why do you have to get drunk every night…and beat the crap out of Alex. All he did was ask if you were drunk,you don’t need to punch him, or throw things at him when you get confronted about a problem you clearly have.

Both of you are in denial. Please, get help. More help than you have before. I know you both will try to say you’ve seen therapists and gone to institutions.

Not enough, not long enough. You’re both still kids in Alex, and I’s eyes.

PLEASE. Grow up! We need you to, if you dont. I’m going to go crazy.

I’ve already ran away to grandma’s and grandpa’s…don’t you think you could take a hint?

I’m a thin line away from cracking.

When will I have time to go to parties, or hang out with my friends every day after school?

Not stay home and watch you, making sure you don’t over dose..or drink yourself to death.

I love you both with my whole heart, and always will. You raised me to who I am today.

Just please…

Let me be the kid, for once.

Try..for Alex and I?

Please.

I love you both with every bone in my body, I only want the best for you.

Love, your daughter who’s been your parent for 8 years and counting.