I feel like I can barely keep my head above water.
Between last week’s crushing disappointment (the details of which I haven’t publicly shared, so you didn’t miss anything) and this week’s overwhelming stress (which I am not exactly at liberty to blog about), I feel like I’m drowning.
Too tired to do anything, but yet there’s so much to do.
So much sadness going on around me. Couples parting ways and friends losing loved ones.
I feel like I should be there to console people, but I honestly don’t have it in me. Not right now. And I hate that feeling. That feeling that giving one more ounce of myself to anything or to anyone will cause me to crumble to pieces.
We moved to a new work schedule. For nine weeks, I’m working four ten-hour days with Fridays off.
This Friday can’t get here fast enough.
Do you have any advice? Happy stories? Anything that can help me get through these times? What’s something that makes you feel better when you feel like nothing will be okay? How can you be there for others when you feel so depleted yourself?
What sort of life preserver can you toss someone when there’s nothing you can do?