I’m overwhelmed.
I can’t cope with the wider world. I can’t believe humanity.
In my personal live I’m at my wits end. I feel like I’ve fallen into some sort of stupid game, or trap, I’m finally seeing the light but I’d rather live in darkness.
I can’t cope with covid and war and destruction. I can’t cope with inequality in my relationship. I can’t cope with how culture is affecting women and children.
I’m menopausal and I can’t think straight, even on HRT. I have okay days but life is like wading through treacle. I don’t know what right or wrong anymore. I feel I’m doing everything but my partner thinks I should do more so he can look after his ageing parent.
I can’t stand their relationship and it makes me want to end ours. If it was just me I would but the implications for our children are huge. And maybe I wouldn’t and I’m just mad and sad.
I’ve got so much to do but I’m laid in bed sobbing. One of my children is sobbing too but I can’t move. I just can’t move. I’ve reached the end of my tether. I’ll sleep and get it back but I’ll have damaged her a bit more. They give you up your mum and dad.