To move or not to move.

well I have been offered an exchange, from our 3 bedroom very spacious flat in a pretty village, to a 3 bed house in a large town, near all the services my kids and I could access. problem is this takes me further away from older son, and he needs me within spitting distance to keep him on an even keel, even if he won't admit it. if he can't touch base with me his behaviour gets more and more manic, and moving would be 30 miles and 2 hours on 3 buses away....and that's when buses turn up on time! the younger two just don't like change. my daughter is willing to consider as she recognises she needs to get out and join some activities with people similar to herself. whereas my youngest son has flipped at the thought of change. for me, a garden, somewhere for me to stress relieve, access to support services so I can have time off, but a smaller property, smaller room sizes. I don't know what to do. the professionals are all for it but that's probably because if I live nearer services they don't need the support/time/effort they have to commit to at moment, not that they do help at all the moment anyhow. so to move or not to move a decision I need to make soon

Whocaresformum

well I have decided again to try and keep a record of caring and being a mum. I am in a super stressed zone at the moment and don't know what the future holds. but who care for me....no one. I am sole carer for 3 of my 4 adult children. my 23 year old son, he lives nearby but has mental health issues. today I found out his nightmares were getting worse, his distress was getting on top of him and he was cracking up once again. there is no one I can turn to when I have to put 110% energy into caring for him, I just have to take it all, and more on board, from the ranting and raving when he needs a verbal punchbag up to the time of clearing up the tears and calming down when he fails in a suicide attempt. then there's my 21 year old daughter, she doesn't "do" people, she doesn't "do" bugs, she doesn't "do" life. she does do teddies, watching anime, lining her stuff up in rows, not chewing food, not liking sheets and bedding only soft clothes, not liking everyday smells, that make her vomit. finally my 16 year old who has an ideal of life is to stay in his room and not see another person other than me, for life. as long as he has his fleecy blankets, his inside out socks and his mushy microwave crap, and his PC, he is content, take him out of his comfort zone and he can't cope, flips or shuts down and loses bowel control. and yes its up to me to hold it all together.