I’m having a rough morning.
I feel pulled in 26 directions and I can’t be everywhere I want to be today.
I have a friend who needs me and I can’t be there for her.
My cousin’s oldest needs some help today and I can’t help with that today either.
I am going with my grandpa and stepdad to take my grandpa grocery shopping because that’s going to be my responsibility starting next week. I’m super anxious about it.
He’s 95 years old and in great shape for his age, but still pretty fragile.
I’m terrified of driving his vehicle because with my luck, something will happen to it while I’m driving.
I’m just scared.
I’m also depressed.
I’m trying really hard to keep it together, I am. I’m just not really.
Not really at all.