A Mean Mommy

I’m stressed out, and I’m tired, and I’m mean. Today, I have asked my mother not to fuss at me. In turn, I’ve fussed at my both my husband and child. I have grades to complete, and a syllabus to plan, and report card comments to write, and a house to clean, and this stupid freaking Diva Cup will NOT stop leaking, and I’m already over 2016.

People sometimes say suicide is the coward’s way out. I don’t think it is. I think it’s the tired person’s way to rest. I’m too much of a sucker to tolerate pain and I’m too afraid I’d throw up to take anything and there are still too many moments of happiness on this side for me to ever consider ending myself, but I’m so tired.

I have too much on my plate, and I don’t know how to get it all done.

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