Not sure if sad is the right word for it. I've already put in my 50 hours for the week, and I am going to have a bit of time to think and act on the other problems in my life.
My mother, stepfather and sister are disabled, though my sister has been trying to work and getting laid off.
I need to rescue them, the alternative is them going homeless.
The only way to do that is to take them in.
And the only way to take them in is going to be me buying a big house for all of us to live in.
And as my job is dependent on a military contract, there is a decent chance I will have to move in 1 to 5 years, either to find another company or because the contracts in this area dried up and I need to relocate the Arlington, VA or Washington, DC to stay with my company.
This is sad. This is scary. This is me taking a huge risk on my future when I don't think I have a chance to win. This is me giving up on my freedom and independence. Giving up on finding good woman, because who is going to be with a man living with his parents? This is me subjecting myself to living with people I have nothing in common with except genetics and a shared horrific background, for who knows how long, without compensation, without hope, without any prospect for an end where I don't end up broke and destroying all my prospects for the future.