This resonates here, too.
I don't know how to reconcile it all. In some ways I'm so happy, in others not.
I am a lone parent. I am disabled, and I am exhausted. My children also bave disabilities. My family is useless and very unsupportive.
At the same time I have wonderful friends, and fortunately for my children worked 100 hour weeks to build a very well-paying career before I had them so fortunately for them I can provide them with a nice home that's secure. But despite this, I have to work twice as hard as others for what we have because couples have 48 hours per day to do what I do in 24. But then again, nobody can take it from me, unless I mess it up myself (or my health collapses), and it's wonderful to know I am not dependent on anyone.
I wish there was more time for my friends. I wish I had more time to take care of myself, but maybe that will come in time. Right now juggling everything is enough. Some earlier bedtimes and actually managing to put on mousturiser at night etc would be good!
I went through a phase of buying stuff to makes myself feel better. It didn't because I'm a minimalist so now drowning in "stuff" and trying to clear it all out!
Hoping we can get on an even keel now. Just work and kids, bliss. No huge tasks to do once clearouts are finished. Divorce done, house move done. Job pretty secure. Health, to work on. Sleep to work on. Maybe save for a holiday. New car meant to turn up in spring. Along with all the flowers we planted. 🌹🌷
It's definitely not about bath salts. It's about finding a place of peace and security, where you know that nobody can mess up your life.
Wishing a happy 2023 to all!