I hate how I feel completely mentally overwhelmed by things that used to be second nature. It’s all I can, and it takes all the mental gas out of my tank to help with the end of day activities that come with having two young kids. It feels lame. I feel shame in having to excuse myself and hide in my room for fifteen minute because I feel my world starting to spin.
My kids are too important to me to not fight for this though. Feeling like I’m as equal of a partner as possible is important to me, so I do my very best to fight through the anxiety and the overall mental anguish.
I am trying to accept the realities that acknowledging this mental health challenge are bringing to my life. I can’t say I’m embracing the change happily, but I am at least the point of being angry about it. Normal is a relative term though, right? I just want to find what my normal is now.