SometimesI feel that I am just pushing to be ‘normal’ - to conform to everyone else’s view of what I should be! It’s exhausting and also consuming. Where’s the time in my world to be me?
I am sitting here this morning in bed having just woken up. I think I slept ok, but as usual I just feel exhausted! Trampled! My Hubby has rushed about listing al the jobs needing to be done before tomorrow (having a party for him), and I find it hard not to cry! I want to be full of energy and excitement rather than fear that I am no longer enough in so many ways.
This isn’t new. I’ll summon up the energy to get up and on - put my head down and do the things that are waiting, but I never finish the ‘list’. All I can do is be in the moment.
I’m constantly surprised by how much time passes and equally panicked by how little there is left but so much still to do! Even after 5 years, my ‘capacity’ is considerably less than before injury for all the reasons we all know so well here. It still catches me out regularly!
So, onwards to meet the day! Smile, pretend it’s all ok for them! Maybe one day it will be or at least I will have convinced myself it is! 😀