Every few days we reach a breaking point. And being at our most vulnerable, people around us not only need to back off and give some space but make sure we get the break we need. We don’t get weekends, we don’t get holidays, we’re always moms, also wives…We are always someone. When do we get to be us?
It’s one of those days, just got over very stressful exams, and have a lot of other things on my mind, and the last thing I need is a 3 and a half year old refusing to eat. You try the story telling, you compromise and sit on the floor, you make what’s easy to gobble down and yet there is no response. There should be a law where people make sure the one who’s making sure everyones lives move smoothly gets her due. And this should happen at-least once a month. No cars going to run without it’s engine, and we’re the engines that are being used and abused, and pressured and stressed. Pushed to the point where the engine will break down.
By now you must have guessed I am frustrated, exhausted, feeling incredible lonely and tired of the crap that surrounds my life.