Why I am here...

Please read all of this, because the end really brings all of this into focus. Sorry, but due to my own disabilities, I don't know how else to say this.

I am a believer who believes that God can actually heal all people IF they allow Him too. I also believe that God is tired of being put Him in a box. So, why am I here? To try and find out what I can do to get a little help around the house. One member here is on here ALL the time and is avoiding life and has been for MANY years. This is LONG before she even started at current work place she is losing job at. If she's not at work, she is here. I watch her son ALL day every day, M-F.   Problem she has had this apathy for most of her life. I can't change her. But, I can stop doing her work. I can stop being a doormat to her and her lack of being able to get help for herself. she did get a therapist and discussed autism and son and NOT what happened to her when she was a child. What is it going to take? Dopes she need to be homeless first to get a clue? She WILL lose her son if that happens to the arrogant father who is just as lazy. Fortunately her son is not like his parents. He helps. He is only 7. What I wish I could do is Leave! Let her lose internet and access to here. Let her lose all connections that might get her a job. Let her lose her son.  Let her lose cable. I pay for cable. I pay for internet. I pay for her son to play at BK so he gets help socializing with other kids. Am I being taken advantage of? Definately. However, there is another side to this. I really believe that God wants me to gently push her into moving and doing something - and with out mania. I just don't know HOW to do this. And that is why I am here. She is driving back into the hospital. I have a friend dying and all she can do it sit on that laptop of hers. The bathroom hasn't been cleaned in 2 months. I CLEANED it the last time! And the time before that. Why? I had to. It was a health hazard.

Please pray for wisdom, grace, mercy and whatever else God lays upon your heart. I can't leave her because her son needs 1 person with a head on their shoulder who can teach him what he needs to learn. And, I'm the one on disability for mental health reasons. I can't work outside of the home effectively. But, I can work inside the home effectively, but ONLY to a point. I'm learning to wash dishes on a regular basis. I'm learning to organize papers finally. Media and books I always was good at organizing. I take out the garbage, and the recycling. I can make her help me on occasion. But, that only because it doesn't take very long. I get frustrated with her and then quit cleaning. I only wash the dishes needed for her son and I. This is bad because it doesn't solve the problem. So, I make myself wash the dishes and clean up my stuff and son's stuff. I then toss her stuff on her bed. Where it piles up. And people wonder why I dream about other worlds and moving to the middle of nowhere where no people exist. I so prefer the wolves. They at least work together. They know that if you don't work together you perish.

The image I uploaded says to me that God is carrying me and understands the frustration and anger I feel.