I woke up this morning thinking that today was the day where I had mastered this isolation thing as a single mom with two kids on Day 11.
Turns out today is basically the day I’ve lost my shit completely.
Turns out today is basically the day I’ve lost my shit completely.
There is something about not being able to work that is really impacting my emotional state.
I’ve held down a job since I was 15. I’ve never not worked. The company I built for the last ten years is a huge part of my identity.
I can’t be alone right now for more than five mins.
I’ve held down a job since I was 15. I’ve never not worked. The company I built for the last ten years is a huge part of my identity.
I can’t be alone right now for more than five mins.
It is relentless constant demands. I tried to go out for a walk to calm down and my son threw his scooter helmet and had a tantrum in the middle of the street.
It’s impossible for all of us. And yet here we are.
It’s impossible for all of us. And yet here we are.
Also, I am just so fucking angry at this inhumane people in our government that it’s very hard to contain it.
I’m angry at Dems for thinking $1200 makes a difference.
I’m angry at how many people are dying because that monster sat there and did nothing because he’s a sociopath.
I’m angry at Dems for thinking $1200 makes a difference.
I’m angry at how many people are dying because that monster sat there and did nothing because he’s a sociopath.
There is just no excuse ever that will make any of this forgiveable. And the litany of obituaries is only getting started.
There is no excusing it. Ever. Ever. Ever.
There is no excusing it. Ever. Ever. Ever.
