I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed. At work, when I mention this, my co-workers tell me that my job will get better. I respond with, “it’s not that, it’s my husband being in medical school.”
Co-worker: “You don’t get to see each other very much?”
Me: “Nope, it’s not that, it’s both of us having an overwhelming amount of responsibility on our shoulders.”
Co-worker: “Oh but I’m sure your husband helps you.”
Me: “Yes, but it’s not that, it’s him busy with schoolwork and me needing to step up.”
Co-worker: “Oh but it will be all worth it in the end.”
Friends, it’s not that. It’s being swamped by bills, appointments, figuring out insurance and how to pay for it. It’s, it’s it’s….and, and, and.
After a while, the stones in our backpacks of responsibility pile up until we are at our breaking points. I just hope that breaking point is not as close as I think it is, because right now? It’s hard. It just is.