Yeah, they discovered it during my first semester at school. I have basically spent my whole adult life with this being a concern. Mom didn't want her illness to rule my life, but there was no way I wasn't going to do what I could to help her.

I probably should see a counselor... I did talk to one while I was at school, and then the hospice program had counselors talk to us... I have yet to meet one that has actually clicked and helped. And I am without insurance at the moment... I was on Mom's work insurance.

I know that I shouldn't and can't be responsible for my Dad. It's why I'm digging in and finding every excuse I can to not move back in with him (for once that normally self-defeating thing is actually helpful!). Getting a full time job and more money coming in would help with that.