Homesick for Mom and Dad

I love my parents.  They are truly amazing people.  But right now I want to scream at them. 

The last three times I have talked to my mom on the phone (she's in Illinois, I'm in Michigan), she's ended up in tears which promptly makes me feel crappy and in tears.  I miss them and I hate that I haven't gotten to see them since the wedding but it goes both ways.  They went on vacation immediately after the wedding and got back less than a week before they started teaching again.  And July and August were crazy months with literally NO free time, a concept that they do not understand because "I don't bring work home with me" and now its September, the month that I dread more than the flu.  And when we were supposed to meet up half way in late August, it didn't work out because of fatigue and a possible shoulder injury but come on, that's not my fault!  I was the one who scheduled the damn weekend anyways.  And if you don't tell me what you want, don't blame me or get upset when it doesn't happen.  Part of me wants to have my own life too, where I'm not spending 7 hours in the car once a month.  And it's not 7 hours, it's 14 hours.  And it's exhausting.   And then they say that they can't come because they don't get three day weekends like I do but when I spend the entire time in the car, it sucks the fun out of it.  ARGH.  I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place right now.  I love them and I miss them but they are killing me.  I hate getting off the phone and crying because it's so hard listening to my family upset.  I love them, I'm not angry but I'm tired and I'm feeling torn and part of me wants them to come here because after a while I get sick of being the only one to have to go places.  And if they wanted to see me more, then they shouldn't have scheduled both their 2 week mid school year breaks completely so there is a 2 day window that I can see them ... and that window is in the middle of the week.  I have a life too.  I have stuff to do too. 

It is so hard living 400 miles away.  I don't know how I can keep doing this.  I don't know how I can like it here when I have people in my ear complaining about missing me.  I miss them too, of course but it just makes it even worse.   And the crying, omg the crying, stop it until you get off the phone.  I don't want to hear it because sometimes I'm trying to keep my own composure.  Do you know how hard it is not bursting into tears when your mom is crying and saying how much she misses you every time you talk?  It's next to impossible. 

I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't.  Maybe I should have just quit my job and moved back in with mom and dad rather than moving up to Michigan and getting married.  Then would they be happy?  Probably not.  But then I wouldn't have to hear those complaints.  God, why does this have to suck so much...