
I’m not going to lie to y’all: I’m all over the place right now.
Which end is up?
Which end is down?
I was doing really well in advance of the move, but Spencer has been away this week and . . . I’m having a tough time.
Why is it so hard for me to say that — that I’m struggling? We’re used to putting on a brave face. Many people in my life are dealing with truly tough things: illness, grief, job loss. When I stack my “problems” next to theirs, they look wholly inadequate. Silly. #firstworldproblems, you know?
And I don’t want to complain. Or look bratty. Or selfish. So I say little, smile, keep going . . . but inside, all that “nothing” has been hard. I’ve been keeping it in.
Spencer has been away this week. He’s been sent out on business before, but I…
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