Yesterday I made people mad at me because I can't run the roads like I did. I also am mad because my husband said he would get help to clean the house up. He tried and failed twice. First time the people came just to watch TV. The second one drove seven hours tho help with my husband's mental health. So I asked for a fundraiser just for 300 us dollars to hire a maid service that would wash walls and vacuum funiture and so on. I got yelled at for hurting someone's feeling because my husband's mental health was far more important that anything else. My youngest son called to blow up on me because he had a bad day at work. Well least he gets to work. I got to fold a small basket of laundry and cry my eyes out because of the pain.
Today I have a device check up so I got a shower and I hurt and have a headache. No on in my world cares. So I come here to tell you about it not for sympathy or pity but because some of you understand and some don't and it's ok.
Hugs to all and lots of love.