Usually an awesome grandma, but just can't take the screaming and constancy (14 hours a day, 5 days a week, then other cuties-but handfuls on the weekends when I'm disabled due to mental illness!) of my one-year old, spoiled grandson. He is teething and spoiled anyway. I'm currently under a blanket on the floor, with headphones on & have been having panic attacks (privately for a couple weeks, getting worse. I need something, but am his parents' lifeline right now. They have no one else & are doing work/school, technically one vehicle, etc. now, great! Grandpa has let him out! I need out. My stomache is even sick.