The weeks continue to grind on—very sad, stressed and exhausted. I ran out of paid time off so my life is work and taking care of very ill parents with my mentally wobbly, sometimes quite abusive, hard-drinking brother. I may just barely be getting through it all but I am...and sober. Feeling so weak and tired but I have the opportunity to rest this evening, and perhaps tomorrow. Been sorting out payroll tax issues but it’s almost sorted. I don’t have to be shouted at tonight—I won’t be abused. Not even sure I’ll pick up the phone. I just want peace after being up for work at 4 am, Peace and rest and supper.
Sometimes it seems like the only bright spot in my life right now is sobriety—but that’s a big one. And there really are many more lights. Grief and exhaustion can obscure. So I’m in the right place. I need to listen and be reminded of positive things. I need a hand up is all.
Thank you Kenton—beautiful post
24 more please, for sure
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