Today, all I want to happen is to allow myself to have a break, some down time, or maybe even an actual day off. Countless times, I have told my husband that “I wish I could just have the time to be properly depressed, lay in bed and do nothing for a while”. It’s been …
This morning was a rough one. A really, really rough one. Again. And I’m not going lie, it’s starting to feel like I’m losing the war. I am tired. Literally. Physically, emotionally, mentally…I’m just so done. I can’t keep waking up at 4am. I can’t keep having these same battles, day after day. For a …
Things have been weird lately. After spending 3 weeks in my own while my husband was away taking care of his dad, every day just started to look and feel the same. He’s been back for a week now. But even since he came back, weekends have given me a certain sense of anxiety and …
It’s really just that simple. Depression fucking sucks. It sneaks up on you, even when you think, when you’re trying so desperately hard to convince yourself…that you’re ahead. That you’re in control. I should’ve known by the level of procrastination that’s happening that I was headed face first into a pit of depression….but still. I …
Do you know what’s even more exhausting than going to therapy? Going to therapy with your husband. When all your walls are up. All your fuck its are present, and your sarcasm to get through it is at an all time high. My husband has been to therapy with me on several occasions. So this …
As per usual, my whirlwind of a life continues. Have you ever gone to therapy and word vomited for 2 hours straight? That’s what it felt like last night. It felt like I just nervous talked and didn’t stop the entire time. What the hell is that about? I don’t know. I left hating myself, …
It’s begun to feel a bit like war has broken out between myself and my 4 year old. Whereas I thought the hardest part of my summer would be having my 6 year old home from school, turns out, it’s my 4 year old being a giant pain in the ass. (Look, this blog is …
Sometimes, I really hate being a parent. Today is one of those days. I’m angry and frustrated and more exhausted than I can put into words. We transitioned the 6 month old baby from his bassinet in my room to his crib in his room last night. I knew it would be a hard transition…but …
If I had to assign a word to the year 2022, it would probably be chaotic. It’s been a long year. In a lot of ways, 2022 has been good to me. It brought me my baby. It brought me 9 months of sobriety. My marriage got stronger, my friendships got closer, and I think …
I’m probably about as burnt out as one can be. I’m currently running on 4 hours of sleep, and the night before that wasn’t much better. Last night was super rough because now the baby is dealing with reflux, which both of my other kids did, so we were expecting it. But damn, it really …