I would love nothing more than to stand in the shower for days, allowing the hot water to somehow encompass my soul. But, let’s face it, it is only Wednesday and I have to work at least 3 more jobs by weeks end.
I am, quite frankly, the only one that my boys turn to when they are in need of something. I don’t have the leeway to allow depletion to be the wall I don’t climb. It is tough not being able to breathe.
Dear future Mr. CrazyTown, I apologize in advance for finding it difficult to be less controlling, it is all I know. When I have tried to share reigns of this chariot, I have been left on an path to a cliff and scrambling to right the way.