I have spent the past few days feeling like I’m just not enough. At work, at home, for myself or my family.
The house is a mess, meal plans are out the window, exercise is non existent. I’m useless.
All of the things that make me feel better about myself have disappeared into the ether. And this when I’m a week from my official graduation. One of my biggest successes.
I look at things that need to get done and I walk away because it’s all too much. Think about how I need to snap out of it and then roll over and fall asleep again.
I think about reading. I think about writing. I think about doing a puzzle or drawing. I think about exercise.
It all stays in my head and I’m too tired. Too something. To get it all out.