This isn't a comment I'd expect to make, but, in a very particular way, MD (the author) is something of a National Treasure, isn't he.
Its been a while since I last posted when feeling down. Not suicidal, although did have some thoughts about it quite a few times over the course of this yearPast couple of weeks have been really tough on everyone in the house, un-vented frustrations seem to have been building all year long with problem after problem. Things came to a head yesterday for us all, massive family row. Not all of us in the house have been pulling our weight work wise and we have a little time to do stuff before dads operation, which is worrying us all sick. The lads are not interested in farming really, only do it because its like a job. Mum and dad have always given us free choice, if we don't wanna farm they are happy for us to pursue what we wanna do, they would like us to work here if possible, to choose the farm. Out of all the family, mum said, its only me and my oldest brother that love farming. Yesterday when things came to a head, the buffalo had gotten into a place which should have been fenced off and trashed over half a dozen bales, yes they were crap ones that needed composting but still, they made an absolute mess. Dad went ballistic and ik he says stuff like this when hes in a foul temper, but talking about selling the whole herd. For some reason, I don't know why, but it just really got to me. The blood, sweat and tears I have thrown into helping my father build up the genetics of the herd and flock, well flock mostly, for him to just throw it all away when we are this close to achieving what we need to do, what we wanted to do all along., All we need is an extra shove and we will be there... I tried to talk to my brothers but they basically laughed in my face. Something that I care so much about, something that I can see so near to hand and it may very well all be gone soon. They don't care about the farm, I realise that now, they only do it because they have to whilst they live here. I asked them what they want to do in life to which my older brother just took it lightly and said how naive a question that was and they both refused to answer. It is long overdue for a family meeting, I am just really dreading what will happen, they don't see what I can see and they don't care and in the future they may very well regret it, but if they drag everyone down because of their laziness that's not something I can forgive them forIf they at least were honest about stuff instead of denying stuff and laughing/taking everything lightly instead of having a reasonable adult discussion about things... then it wouldn't be so bad. At my current state I am not in a good enough mental situation to begin taking over the family farm/business, I need some time to properly learn all the ropes and alas that time may not be possible. Ik its probably selfish of me to want them to help me to achieve what I would like, but I would like it to be for their benefit also. If the business takes off, which it will with enough hard work, the income may be rather a tidy sum, which would benefit them too.
Sorry for the rant.
Sorry to hear about your troubles. As @czechmate said, let the dust settle, things will be clearer. People say things they don't mean when emotions are running high. But the most important thing, by far, is your mental health. Do your family know what effect this is having on you? If not, perhaps you should let them know at some point, when things have calmed down.Its been a while since I last posted when feeling down. Not suicidal, although did have some thoughts about it quite a few times over the course of this yearPast couple of weeks have been really tough on everyone in the house, un-vented frustrations seem to have been building all year long with problem after problem. Things came to a head yesterday for us all, massive family row. Not all of us in the house have been pulling our weight work wise and we have a little time to do stuff before dads operation, which is worrying us all sick. The lads are not interested in farming really, only do it because its like a job. Mum and dad have always given us free choice, if we don't wanna farm they are happy for us to pursue what we wanna do, they would like us to work here if possible, to choose the farm. Out of all the family, mum said, its only me and my oldest brother that love farming. Yesterday when things came to a head, the buffalo had gotten into a place which should have been fenced off and trashed over half a dozen bales, yes they were crap ones that needed composting but still, they made an absolute mess. Dad went ballistic and ik he says stuff like this when hes in a foul temper, but talking about selling the whole herd. For some reason, I don't know why, but it just really got to me. The blood, sweat and tears I have thrown into helping my father build up the genetics of the herd and flock, well flock mostly, for him to just throw it all away when we are this close to achieving what we need to do, what we wanted to do all along., All we need is an extra shove and we will be there... I tried to talk to my brothers but they basically laughed in my face. Something that I care so much about, something that I can see so near to hand and it may very well all be gone soon. They don't care about the farm, I realise that now, they only do it because they have to whilst they live here. I asked them what they want to do in life to which my older brother just took it lightly and said how naive a question that was and they both refused to answer. It is long overdue for a family meeting, I am just really dreading what will happen, they don't see what I can see and they don't care and in the future they may very well regret it, but if they drag everyone down because of their laziness that's not something I can forgive them forIf they at least were honest about stuff instead of denying stuff and laughing/taking everything lightly instead of having a reasonable adult discussion about things... then it wouldn't be so bad. At my current state I am not in a good enough mental situation to begin taking over the family farm/business, I need some time to properly learn all the ropes and alas that time may not be possible. Ik its probably selfish of me to want them to help me to achieve what I would like, but I would like it to be for their benefit also. If the business takes off, which it will with enough hard work, the income may be rather a tidy sum, which would benefit them too.
Sorry for the rant.
Yes, she is posting regularly on another forum.Anyone seen or read anything from Alicecow lately?
Here in Wales we have access to Agrisgôp and the Advisory Service available through Farming Connect. The first is a series of meetings in a group of at least three farming or forestry businesses where you are facilitated to explore your options and opportunities, develop your business or improve your personal development skills. All three if you like!Its been a while since I last posted when feeling down. Not suicidal, although did have some thoughts about it quite a few times over the course of this yearPast couple of weeks have been really tough on everyone in the house, un-vented frustrations seem to have been building all year long with problem after problem. Things came to a head yesterday for us all, massive family row. Not all of us in the house have been pulling our weight work wise and we have a little time to do stuff before dads operation, which is worrying us all sick. The lads are not interested in farming really, only do it because its like a job. Mum and dad have always given us free choice, if we don't wanna farm they are happy for us to pursue what we wanna do, they would like us to work here if possible, to choose the farm. Out of all the family, mum said, its only me and my oldest brother that love farming. Yesterday when things came to a head, the buffalo had gotten into a place which should have been fenced off and trashed over half a dozen bales, yes they were crap ones that needed composting but still, they made an absolute mess. Dad went ballistic and ik he says stuff like this when hes in a foul temper, but talking about selling the whole herd. For some reason, I don't know why, but it just really got to me. The blood, sweat and tears I have thrown into helping my father build up the genetics of the herd and flock, well flock mostly, for him to just throw it all away when we are this close to achieving what we need to do, what we wanted to do all along., All we need is an extra shove and we will be there... I tried to talk to my brothers but they basically laughed in my face. Something that I care so much about, something that I can see so near to hand and it may very well all be gone soon. They don't care about the farm, I realise that now, they only do it because they have to whilst they live here. I asked them what they want to do in life to which my older brother just took it lightly and said how naive a question that was and they both refused to answer. It is long overdue for a family meeting, I am just really dreading what will happen, they don't see what I can see and they don't care and in the future they may very well regret it, but if they drag everyone down because of their laziness that's not something I can forgive them forIf they at least were honest about stuff instead of denying stuff and laughing/taking everything lightly instead of having a reasonable adult discussion about things... then it wouldn't be so bad. At my current state I am not in a good enough mental situation to begin taking over the family farm/business, I need some time to properly learn all the ropes and alas that time may not be possible. Ik its probably selfish of me to want them to help me to achieve what I would like, but I would like it to be for their benefit also. If the business takes off, which it will with enough hard work, the income may be rather a tidy sum, which would benefit them too.
Sorry for the rant.
Well maybe not at first thought however, ...... a depression may be a result of assumptions made. By conversations unsaid that would be better out in the open and not in our minds.An interesting post; even for me, a none agricultural townie. Most people just don't think about dying and the great muddle that can be left behind if they don't leave a legally binding will and their wishes clearly defined within it.
I suppose not the best subject if one is feeling anxious and depressed!
Not overly I made some jobs up to do with him, he’s a fairly big thinker as in over thinks, im not like that I’m the man up it will be right enough kind, I’ve told him we will get him help tomorrow, it’s been a tough 2 years for us but things are on the up this last few months, he just doesn’t seem happy with life in general,Have you both talked about it yet?