Walking up the stairs feels exhausting. Any movement, be it carrying the children, standing in the kitchen too long or any degree of exercise feels strenuous.
The physical stress is coupled with a bleak outlook. Although I’ve always been optimistic, I cannot see the beauty in my life, continuously rushing everything, moving on from one event to the other without enjoying the days as they go by.
I seem to be doing too much in a short time span. I am still having difficulty dealing with my father’s passing. It has been a year and a half.. yet it still feels like yesterday. As if that wasn’t enough, I am struggling to cope with my in-laws. I keep to myself as to not burden others. Not sure who to turn to.. so I continue to busy myself with everything and anything.