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Another day

I can't breathe.
My chest aches.
My head hurts.
I feel stupid. And ugly. And worthless.
The one freelance assignment I have to work on right now is a mess. I can't put two sentences together. I struggle to find the words.
I watch my child throw a tantrum and think, "Is that my fault? Did he get that from me?"
I look at my husband and think, "He deserves a better wife than me. One who can stick with a job and be happy and normal."
What do I want? What would make me happy? What would make it easier for me to get through an entire day without doubt or hate or tears?

I don't know.

I'm beginning to think there is no answer. For any of it.

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AnneR said…
There's no one answer, Amy. Maybe there are many little answers, little things that together make the breathing and the moving easier. A job is just a job--it's not who you are, it's not what you're worth to others. I've had lots of days when freelancing was my only gig when I had nothing, nada, zilch to work on. At least my laundry got done on those days...
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