Sometimes life is just too much.
Doesn’t matter, too much good, too much bad. Just too much. It is overwhelming.
For me, it’s too much health issues that have no solutions.
But the thing with too much? Eventually it becomes less.
This to shall pass, eventually. I hope?
Just wish sometimes, that I didn’t have to fight so damned hard, let someone else do it for a while.
My thyroid has me AND the Synthroid. My asthma has me AND my puffers. My depression has me AND my family.
Why the fuck can’t my IBS have something besides me?
At least I have tomorrow off, and I can sleep off some of this exhaustion and grump. I am tired of being grumpy because my ass hurts, or my stomach feels like it is in knots. I really need a solutions.