How can I say that, right? I love my family dearly but, yeah, I am. I can be.
What stings here is that I have no solution. Too many demands on me and my time and attention. Not enough of me.
I’m at a point right now when I feel like I have nothing left to give to anyone. Pouring from an empty cup, so to speak.
I feel broken.
I feel weak.
I’m still trying to see the light behind what’s casting the shadow.