I think my Peter Pan complex just kicked into overdrive.

After choosing my subject, I searched "Peter Pan complex" on Google to find out exactly what it means. Here you go:

"avoids responsibilities, people tell them they are childish and need to grow up, would rather live in their head than the real world, wants success to just happen to them, focuses on fantasies more than reality, believes they deserve to have whatever they want, life lacks direction, never know what to do next, does dumb things frequently, inconsistent performance, lazy, slacker, does the minimum to get by, does things without thinking, does not feel they have any reason to accomplish anything, tend to ignore or put off problems, believes fun is the most important thing in life, most people think they are crazy, forgets scheduled appointments, more past than future, gets attention through negative behavior" (Global Advanced Trait Descriptions)

I'd like to think most of these traits don't apply to me, but I will continue to reference my Peter Pan complex because to me it will forever mean simply "a fear of growing up." Nyah.

I talked to my mom for about an hour and a half - bless you, Verizon, for IN-Calling. I had a list of my own petty problems, but talking to her put them in perspective... unfortunately, not in the good way.

Dick Potter was the husband of one of my grandmother's best friends who developed a severe case of Alzheimer's and didn't even know who his wife was half the time. In January his wife finally had to put him in a nursing home, and a few days ago he died - the nursing home didn't catch an infection in time and it killed him. His wife has been in this nursing home for a while now, too. I hate watching people's lives come to an end...

Also, I think my dad is just getting more depressed, and they're having financial problems, and Mom's worried about Dad... the list goes on. I no longer feel like my problems are important, because I can change them or at least control my reactions to them, but I'm really concerned about my parents' problems because I can't make them go away or even help Mom and Dad deal with them.

My minor list of worries no longer seems so overpowering, but this list has effectively replaced that one, so I'm even more worried than I originally was. This isn't a healthy way to look at life.

I would like to improve my mood, so I am now going to visit a friend and then work on some Spanish. Hasta luego.