Not in a good space

This week has been rough. Very stressful at work while the kids seemed to turn up the defiance. I have reached my breaking point today, and I broke down. Kids are in their rooms for “quiet time”, so I locked myself in the bathroom, turned on the exhaust fan, and cried. I wrote in my anxiety journal about my depression, because I have a fun mix of anxiety/depression rolled into one right now. It’s not a great head space to be in.

My kids won’t leave me alone. They are still calling “mommy I need this, mommy I need that” and I just have nothing else to give. I feel helpless. I’m tired. I want to hit pause and take a break. But I can’t.

Days like this week makes me wish I could pack my bags and run away to get my head on straight. I’m not strong enough to feel like I’m being constantly pushed back down.

Well, this is a fun post.. sorry for the negativity, but this is the hard truth on where I’m at.

I’m going to do yoga and hope I can feel just a touch of zen in my life. Here’s to hoping..


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