I have a job, which everyone thinks is a dream job, taking care of an old man with second stage dementia. I cook and clean for him, visit with him, watch tv with him. But here's the problem: he yells ALOT. Mostly at his 7 cats, which I let sleep with me and give them attention. He is better now on remeron and belsomra, but before he was waking up in the middle of the night screaming at his cats and kicking them, hitting them with a broom. I can't stand yelling/violence. It puts my stomach in knots. I will keep the job as he's improved, but also take time off for myself to listen to music and play a video game. The agency I work through told me to take time off while working with him. I haven't done that yet, because I'm such a caretaker. I'm that way with my family, relationships, friendships. I always want to take care of someone. And sometimes to my demise. My ex-boyfriend called and told me he was going to commit suicide and he lives in Mexico City now so I was trying to calm him down for like 2 hours and he said, "I'm coming to live with you." I have no boundaries, with my job, family, relationships, friendships. This job is actually hard on me.