My life is emptying the chamber pot and wiping up urine
And it's not even for the same person. One is my MiL, who has severe dementia and peed on the bathroom floor. I guess I should be glad I'm not her primary care giver. The chamber pot I'd rather not say specifically who. Suffice to say we live together and the chamber pot is a not a temporary deal. This is a permanent fixture of both our lives.
I know "I didn't sign up for this" is lame whining because nobody signs up for the bullshit life inevitably gives us all but ffs I did not sign up for this. How in the hell have I wound up being the caretaker for multiple adults? How have I wound up so alone in dealing with this? Nobody is coming to help me with these responsibilities. I shouldn't have these responsibilities.
I don't think there is any specific advice I'm asking for. If you have any I'll gladly listen, though. Mainly I just need somewhere to vent this. I am seeing a psychiatrist and therapist.
I'm not saying we are going to have an autocratic dystopia, but things keep happening that look like they come from an autocratic dystopia.