I took care of my parents for a while before I realized that being cruel to the elderly is the beginning of the happiness of the whole family

As an only child from a young age, I was responsible for taking care of my parents. They always supported me in pursuing my dreams and never asked too much of me. However, as time passed, their health gradually declined. That winter's phone call struck me like a bolt from the blue—"Daughter, come to the hospital! Your dad has had an accident!" I hurried to the hospital and saw my father lying on the hospital bed, his heart twisting.

"Dad, are you alright?" I asked eagerly. He tried to squeeze out a smile, "It's okay, it's just a fall." "Since then, I've put down my job and taken care of them wholeheartedly. I thought it was just a short time, but I didn't expect that they were becoming more and more dependent on me.

When I went to the hospital one day, my mother's brows were tightly knit, and I asked with concern. She was just a little uncomfortable to put it mildly, but I could see her reluctance. The father came out of the bathroom with a painful face. I handed over the painkillers, only to hear them say, "Daughter, you don't have to worry too much about us. ”

I tried to explain, but they didn't seem to want to take my care. They crave independence, but I fear for their safety. This kind of contradiction makes me have mixed feelings in my heart.

One day I came home and saw my father busy in the kitchen. I tried to help, but he stubbornly pushed me away. After a while, there was a muffled noise in the kitchen. I rushed in and saw my father clutching his arms in pain. I quickly bandaged him, but my heart was full of helplessness.

"Dad, you see, that's what I'm worried about. I whispered, but he just sighed and didn't speak.

As the days passed, the conflict between me and my parents became more and more prominent. They wanted to be free, but I was so worried that I clung to them. Sometimes, I would say something hurtful because I was in a hurry, but every time I saw their hurt eyes, I would blame myself deeply. I knew I needed to find a balance that would allow them to remain independent while keeping them safe. But how should this road be taken?