So.

One of the things that briefly came up with the doctor at my last visit was caregiver burnout.

In that it may be contributing to my inability to get my OCD and anxiety under control.

Here’s the thing. My grandmother doesn’t require nursing or skilled care. She is capable of performing most ADL (activities of daily living) on her own, so it’s not physically taxing.

Which makes me feel (of course) guilty about thinking I might have caregiver burnout, since I don’t physically have to do anything.

But it is emotionally draining, and I need to give myself permission to be accepting of that.

It’s a hard thing though, because it’s a different form of weakness than I’m used to admitting to, and it feels like something I should be able to manage.

There are other things, of course, but they fall under the realm of things that I Will Not Discuss Here (things involving other people).

But that’s where I am–trying to deal with this new realization, and see if I can come up with some other solutions to my add to what I’m already doing to keep myself on an even keel.