I am having a lot to cope. Mother ilness and my own, and family members not useful, quite the opposite. We switched care givers and their poor decisions put me in a bigger problem and I had to stop seeing her. I fought a lot and still dump some crap from time to time. Now I try to be quiet and restore some leve of peace. With my ilness I felt emotionally vulnerable. One step forward for 2 back and taking it a day at a time. But hard to hide well enough so I can find some balance between having a life and coping. Coping is a part of life...but life is just so much bigger and better than living only to cope. Sight.