It is a great feeling to be home, to be with my kitties, my things, my scents. However, it is a reminder again of the overwhelming feelings I have towards everything.
There is just always so much to be done, and always only me to do it.
Wash has finally started to realize that he is and has been a quite selfish ass lately. He keeps saying he wants/wishes to change, but still cannot tell me how. Or when.
There is just so much stress around me. Every hour of the day here I wonder if my husband will be losing his health insurance, or if I will.
How quickly will the State actually kill him, or us?
I am just so tired.
Sometimes, I think he is right. I wonder if I will ever be able to "relax", smile, have fun, enjoy things.
It's all just more responsibility on me.
Where's my Tashi to take care of me?