I have a poor relationship with my parents, one reason is because I'm an oversharer. I've spent the past ten years telling the endless doctor after doctor, therapist after therapist exactly how I feel, what my thoughts are, how I'm doing. And before the wildfire, I'd do exactly the same with my parents and they welcomed it.

But after the fire, it's been the opposite: my parents tell me exactly how they feel, what their thoughts are, what they've been doing...and they don't reciprocate with my needs to share how I'm feeling or what I'm doing.

They take no interest in it. They play with their phones while I'm trying to have a conversation with them, they roll their eyes when I talk about school, they get angry with me when I talk about what's going on in my life, or they'll flat out say, "stop telling us about yourself and your life"

And all I can think of doing is continuing to overshare details of my life!

I have a deep desire to have that relationship I once had with my parents. I want to feel heard. I want to feel wanted and loved, and yet I feel like a nuisance or unappreciated, unwanted and unloved. I want a connection and a real relationship where I don't feel so lonely. I also feel pressure to be open and honest about everything because that's what I've been conditioned by medical professionals to do.

I don't know how else to communicate.

But these details of my life slip out of me like word vomit, and it only makes the situation worse. I don't know what to do to not overshare. And they don't seem so dramatically TMI...my parents really don't want me involved in their lives anymore, yet they don't want me to move unless I get married (because who else will take care of poor fragile me when they're gone?)

I'm at a loss.