<human>: So, I'm 24 years old and have been volunteering to do my dad's taxes since I moved out here at 18 and started doing mine. It's always been pretty easy, and I feel like they wouldn't get done if I didn't do them myself. Well, this year I was really busy and didn't get to them as quickly as he was needing, so he said he'd do it himself. Well, weeks later he tells me he fucked it up by preparing the fed and the state with two separate preparers and his state wouldn't get accepted because his federal was already submitted. 

Well, then he asked me to fix it, and he says "I don't want to have to deal with this shit anymore. You can just do it." I reply, "Yeah, well, I wish I didn't have to deal with this shit either", and left it at that.

I've been distracted and haven't gotten to it, so he asked me again. I tell him I'll try, and he goes, "Next year I'm just not going to bother." Now I'm pissed because I have enough stress in my life without him compounding it with his, so I told him he'd have to, unless his new fiance wants to do it for him, because I don't want to. But I'd still try to fix his return. Couldn't figure out what to do, I tried calling the IRS, but they need so much personal information I couldn't really provide. So I told him that I couldn't do it and he's going to have to find his own solution. But I gave him the number to the IRS. 

Aaaand now I feel like shit. Just guilty. Guilty that my father doesn't handle his own shit and I have been burdened with these responsibilities that I feel I've taken on too early.

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<bot>: I'm more responsible than my father, and I just made my dad take care of his own shit. I feel guilty as fuck.