Parenting Grown-ups

I'm not the best at keeping up on the tasks at hand, but I try. Right now the task is this blog..this was supposed to be written for my peace of mind and to help me relax a little..yet I find it hard to sit down and write when I have so many things to do.
Plus, there really isn't much that I can say that won't upset someone or hurt someones feelings, so I find myself thinking about what I am going to write and pretty much deciding not to write about what I really want to write about. Which sucks because that kind of defeats the purpose of the entire idea of the blog..ya think?? I'm always the one who rocks the boat, so to speak, without even trying to rock the boat..so I really have to watch what I say about others. I'm too opininated..don't ask me if you really don't want to know the truth! God knows I don't want to be the cause of someone slitting their wrists because they want my approval so badly. Being me is stressful..lol
I guess my biggest problem IS stress. I have two grown children who for all intense purposes have decided they have to live with me..so I will start there...My oldest daughter, Brandy, whom I love dearly, will be the reason I go to an early grave..She keeps me up nights..stressing over her and what she is going to do with her future..see..she got involved with this guy who convinced her that she was his world and she fell in love..had plans to marry the guy and everything..until she got pregnant. THEN his true colors began to shine through. He decided that he didn't want the responsibility of dealing with her and her mood swings, or a child. But he did stick around and TRY to be a good guy..I will give him that..but as soon as the baby was born..she was knocked up again..That's when it all went to hell..Frank got stationed in Texas...(we were in North Carolina) and I was so upset because this man was not going to take care of my pregnant daughter or my grandchild, who was already born..so I insisted that she come with us. She had no one else to go to..Oh, By the way..I was also pregnant with mine and Franks first child..after 4 miscarriages..but that's a whole other story..so anyway..we drive to Texas with pregnant Brandy and Donovan in tow..get here and Frank leaves after 5 months to go to Kuwait for 15 months..so I'm thinking it's a good idea that Brandy is here..she will keep me company while Frank is gone. Oh, then my ex kicks my 20 year old son out and guess where he came?? If only I knew then what I know now..Neither one of them is not accomplishing anything with their lives..Brandy sits around all day watching TV, letting the babies get into everything and my house is always a wreck. Chris stays in his room playing with his computer all day until he leaves for his "night job" at Lowes, then he comes home and plays with his computer, or watches TV then goes to sleep until 3 or 4 the next day...after working for 3 maybe 4 hours a night..I never have any money, and neither one of them can support themselves..This is my life..every single day..And Frank and I are the ones that are suffering, and sacrificing everything for them...and for what? We should have already saved enough money for a down payment on a house,but didn't..hell, I need extensive dental work...but haven't been to the dentist once since we have been here...wanna know why? I can't fricken afford it! Oh gosh..I'm getting pissed again..when does this parenting thing get easier??