u/Infinite_Hippo9244

Hello. I am writing in regards to my niece who will be turning 2 soon.

My sister is a content creator. She travels often to different states for shoots. By often I mean weekly. Her child does not come with her and she is often gone for up to 3 weeks.

The child bounces between my mother, my grandmother, my sister, my brother, the father’s mother, father’s sister, and sometimes me (although I’m in a different state so it’s rare) Probably some friends too. All different households.

Everyone around her enables her into doing this, no one has bat an eye (except for me) and when I try to bring it up to my mother she refuses to talk about it.

I just can’t see this being good for a young toddler’s psyche. She cries the entire time if she is with me. She calls my mom “mama” because she is with her the most. She hates going in the car or even being around my family with my sister present because she thinks she is going to leave.

What can I do?

Hello Redditors, I do not have many people who share my world view and I really wanted to tell my story. I hope this sub welcomes me

I am 28f. Since I was 14 or so, I have been enveloped in depression. Sure, some light moments here and there, but a looming heavy feeling most days. As I entered a toxic relationship, it only grew and so did the dark parts of me.

For several years I was somebody else. Lost, hurt, confused, angry. I lashed out at everyone, mostly my loved ones. I hurt people deeply.

A few weeks ago I decided if I don’t change - what will my life had been? I only caused turmoil and never brought any good. I don’t want that to be my lasting impact and my story on Earth.

This is all very recent so, the changes may seem small. I would lay in bed all day, literally all day, trying to sleep because at least when I slept I wasn’t conscious or aware. One day, I forced myself up out of bed, and I did a 15 min Tai Chi routine.

I know it may seem silly but that really was a big moment for me. In the upcoming days, I put care into my self, my body & hygiene, and my living space. I had long lost touch with these things. I was so depressed I rarely showered, brushed my teeth, or did daily cleaning duties.

I’m now happy to say, I have consistently kept up with regular grooming and cleaning for almost 2 weeks now. I even cleaned my highly overgrown back yard which has been troubling me for *years*.

So things have been going good, I guess you could say. I decided to always choose peace, which is hard. My partner is autistic and when over stimulated can often react in anger or just generally overwhelming ways. This had triggered my anger responses - and I’ve wanted to react back with anger. But every single moment that’s happened in the past 2 weeks I’ve been able to calm it, and react with love and care instead of anger. I feel like I almost have control over the regulation of both of our moods (obviously not fully) but when I react calmly, I can calm him instead of it spiraling into an anger fest.

Then I hit yesterday and I read an incredibly sad story about a young child. I won’t get into it, because it is soul crushing and I don’t put energy into thinking about politics, money, or war anymore. But it broke me. I truly thought I was going to die from a broken heart for humanity last night.

I wrote everything I want to say to anyone I could think of. I wrote what I’ve learned in life. Anything I wanted anyone to take from me. I really thought it might happen. I spoke to “God” (I’m not Christian and really not sure what I believe in yet, in this way) I begged him for forgiveness, but I also begged him to spare me because I’m not done yet & want to teach what I learned to others.

And I woke up this morning. I thanked my body for helping me through another day. I took a walk and thanked “God” for this chance. I dedicated my day to the child I read about. I got out of bed easily and have been steadily improving things all day.

I am so thankful for my spiritual journey thus far. Thank you for reading and remember to always choose peace. 🩷