this one will probably be short because I don’t have the energy to write anything meaningful. my heart hurts. I am exhausted. i’m stressed out. I don’t even really feel like talking about it.
all I know is sometimes I find it extremely hard to parent with anxiety/OCD. the worry is too great. the anxiety is too much. the fear is overwhelming. I try to hide it from them but they can feel it. they know it. they see it. tonight, I will have another glass of wine because I don’t want to feel much. I just want to have a few hours to relax…and I want to cry. I know that is just running… but that’s all I have the energy for right now.