This is so accurate and relatable. Removing myself from pity, I hate to read how someone else is mirroring my life.
What’s the answer? All I can do is just keep doing it. I refuse to fail but I’m not sure anymore whose standards or judgements I’m trying to prove wrong. I hope you get more relief than I have, which is none.
I’m living on a 6 hour timer. Medicine. Walking the dog. Cleaning. Arguments. Begging for a break.
When he was designated to stay overnight after the shoulder replacement, I spent it enjoying sweeping and mopping without drama.
This is miserable. ~~~~
This is so accurate and relatable. Removing myself from pity, I hate to read how someone else is mirroring my life.
What’s the answer? All I can do is just keep doing it. I refuse to fail but I’m not sure anymore whose standards or judgements I’m trying to prove wrong. I hope you get more relief than I have, which is none.
I’m living on a 6 hour timer. Medicine. Walking the dog. Cleaning. Arguments. Begging for a break.
When he was designated to stay overnight after the shoulder replacement, I spent it enjoying sweeping and mopping without drama.
This is miserable. ~~~~
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