- Joined
- Oct 27, 2021
Good for you. I've kindly held onto things as a courtesy before, for far too long. I tossed an ex's (not my kids' dad's, bc my kids deserve to have the option to have them even if he can't be arsed to pick them up or pay for them to be sent to him...for almost 20 years, the bitch) high school yearbooks a couple weekends ago, and it felt great. My getting back shelf space > stale nice girl guilt.the shit she's still had here is getting tossed into the trashcompactor as I'm typing this
Feel you. Finally got to a point of whew, things are normal and OK, so now I can get excited about future plans...and bam, one kid has a major crisis this week - a serious one with a very uncertain but life-impacting outcome, both short- and long-term. I managed not to get completely derailed from other things I must also do, so for me, in a personal/ self sense, that's good, but there's a long road ahead both for my kid and for me.It feels like every time I finally relax I'm hit with another crisis.
Long work week where I get a rare Saturday off? Walk in in the door at 10:30 at night and have to deal with a crisis and don't get to sleep until 3:00 in the morning.
My day off? Spend all day taking dealing with my wife's crisis.
Have a really productive afternoon helping a friend with some maintenance, where I finally feel chilled out and like myself for the first time in weeks? Immediately walk through the door and Bam! another crisis.
It's 11:00 p.m. and I finally boot up that game that I've been meaning to play and guess what? 14 texts ring through my phone, yet another crisis.
Plans you made a month ago with a friend that you were really looking forward to? A actual life or death crisis pops up, and you have to cancel literally an hour before.
It's fucking exhausting, and this is just the last two weeks.
Hard to stay on track when your heart & soul is/are struggling, even knowing that you're no use to them if you fall apart.