I feel like I lie to myself.
The past few weeks have been difficult.
Too many changes all at once. The changes haven't been good to me or for me.
My job that I loved has turned into a job that I hate. Everything I loved about it was taken away.
I now get up at 3 am to be at work by 4. I bust my ass all day and never leave on time. I have bruises. I am exhausted.
My daughter's depression is challenging. It is hard to help someone who is depressed when you are struggling.
I find myself huddled in a ball most of my time. Trying to protect myself from my demons.
