I’m grateful that I have a wonderful family who love me and who I cherish. However, lately I feel like I’m being torn to pieces trying to be what they want me to be. I’m trying to help them each as much as I can, but it’s been at the expense of fixing my own life. Every time I try to set aside time for myself, I wind up instead doing something that one of them either wants or needs me to do. I’m feeling very demoralized. I feel like if I actually did what I truly wish I could it would involve me, a packed car and a tank of gas. For whatever reason, the fact that I’ve got my own life to deal with seems to be unimportant to everyone else, unless of course I get to the point where I need to live on their couch, at which time I’m sure they’d be ranting at me for not getting my act together! I can’t win.