Hmm. I think have lots of lives, all very different.
I have a professional life. At work, I am responsible, experienced and good at what I do. It looks like a glam role from the outside, but it really isn't. It pays very well, and I am part time, which is great. To others in work, it looks like I have it all.
At home, I have an undiagnosed DS1 with I suspect dyspraxia and ASD. He needs a lot of encouragement and nurturing. DS2 has classic autism, learning difficulties, sensory difficulties and a food intake disorder. He takes a lot of time, effort and patience. We don't anticipate him living independently as an adult
DH is a very high earner, but works long and unpredictable hours with a two hour commute. We don't see him as much as we'd all like to, and he needs to be available for emails and calls and whatever at evenings (if he isn't already at work), weekends and on holiday.
DH being a high earner means that we have a cleaner, ironing lady, gardener and can employ tradespeople if we need to. Except that despite having the money to do this, I don't have the energy. So the decorating, much needed new flooring, general maintenance that is adly needed doesn't happen.
My own family (as opposed to DH's) are all, without exception, 250 miles away. I miss them enormously. I know that nobody is getting any younger and that health deteriorates with age and this makes me very sad and frightened.
I have no energy to do anything other than the day to day and mundane. I am nearly two stone overweight for the first time in my life. I can't be bothered to do anything about it, but it makes me miserable. My life is becoming smaller, due to DS2's needs; we just aren't the same family as we were 'before' and have less in common with our friends.
I've taken on another charity trustee role and I shouldn't have, it is too much to stay on top of.
My to do list is enormous.