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You are not lazy, unmotivated or stuck. After years of survival mode, you are exhausted. There's a difference. .
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YES!!! I have been feeling this to my core lately. After almost 20 years of being a single mom, raising a special needs son, dealing with ex's and their BS...I am exhausted. .
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I have struggled through and lived in survival mode for so long now and there is only so long you can do that before it wears you down.
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So mama, if your body is crying out for a break, if your soul is screaming for it...just know that it is totally ok to take that break. .
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The dishes can wait for a bit, the laundry will be there later, the floors can be vacuumed next week, no it ISN'T the endof the world if the kids have cereal for dinner. Give yourself some grace honey. You have more than earned it.
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There has never been a truer statement!!! .
There is no middle ground. Either I can't keep enough fruit in the house or it sits there till it rots. .
I know you moms out there feel this! .
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Happy Mother's Day to all you amazing moms out there doing it all on your own. .
You are amazing and wonderful and absolute ROCKSTARS!!! .
Make sure you take some time for yourself today, even if it is only for a few minutes. You deserve it. .
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My daughter recently turned 13 and this little gem showed up in my Facebook memories. .
She has always been funny and inquisitive. Making connections that I often missed even at 5 years old.
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And honestly, I think we all would be grumpy too if we had a nail in our butts. 😵
I have been feeling this more and more lately. My youngest just turned 13 and all I want is for her to go back to the sweet little girl, while simultaneously being amazed (and often frustrated) by the strong minded wonderful young woman she is becoming. .
Being so emotionally worn down after almost 20 years of being a single parent but at the same time so filled with the joy that my kids bring to me.
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To all the moms out there - you are amazing and you are doing a good job!!!
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Repost from the glorious @catandnat
Sometimes we get stuck, dwelling on the shoulda coulda woulda's of life. .
We keep reliving all the things from our past. Playing out old hurts and conversations in our heads.
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It's time to be strong and move on. Time to be happy 😊 again. .
Don't stay stuck. Find your happiness!
Same lady, same. .
@mylifesuckers has nailed the daily roller coaster 🎢 of my days. Minute by minute, hour by hour. .
Some days I am a Rockstar, getting it all done...other days I don't move from the couch except to get food and pee. .
And guess what...both are TOTALLY OK. .
We are all doing the best we can in this new normal.
So this is how MY Monday morning started out. 🤪
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Am I the only one who speaks to her computer? I can't be, right? I mean at this point with the shut downs and quarantine they are pretty much co-workers. .
Yeah, I might be going a little stir crazy. I mean, yeah, I worked from home before all this virus craziness happened, BUT I could go out to coffee, meet up with friends, go to stores and such...so I had a way to break up the monotony. Now the highlight of my day is when the dog scares himself farting 🐕💨😱. .
It is definitely not the same.
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Now, I am talking to my computer. .
Like a real person.
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It's ok. I'm ok, really. .
(Send margaritas!!!🍹) .
You got this girl!
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I know that the last few months have probably been stressful. You have been dealing with a lot, more than you USUALLY already deal with. .
Kids at home All. The. Time. With no real break for you. Maybe you lost your job due to the businesses shutting down. Have you been stressing over home schooling? .
Trying to keep it together and not being able to do the things you normally would do to decompress. .
Maybe you are so worried and so stressed and so tired of being STUCK ON THE DAMN HOUSE...that you are more short tempered and more easily irritated. .
But just know, that I know and we ALL know, that you are doing your best. That things will all work out in the end. That you can get through this just like you get through everything else! .
You will be ok, you got this!
The struggle is real!! I do not envy any of my single moms out there with really little ones. Mine are thankfully older and more self sufficient so I do actually have time to myself and get stuff done.
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I have some friends who have been going crazy with their little ones at home. I don't know if giving them advice to try and help them through it is helpful or if it is just pissing them off more. 🥴
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For all of you mamas out there trying to do everything without even a few minutes to yourselves - I salute you and am sending virtual hugs. If I could send all of you wine 🍷I would do that too. Remember you are badasses and will get through this.
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How are YOU surviving the quarantine? Are you finding you jave time to pick up some new skills? Or are you just barely hanging on?
Over the years I have been through a LOT of really hard and trying times. Getting pregnant at 22 was not something I had planned. Finding out I was having TWINS was most definitely not something I was prepared for.
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My son being shaken and hospitalized by his own father. Watching my 5 month old fight for his life and being told that he would likely be in a vegetative state for the rest of his life if he did survive ... I was not ever expecting anything like that.
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Fighting the courts and social services for custody of my boys, even though I had done nothing wrong, was not something I had ever thought would happen to me. Having to simply prove that I could make it as a single mom with twins, one of whom was now severally disabled.
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Working with my boys to make sure that, even though they had brain injuries and struggles, they would have as close to a "normal" life as possible. Struggling and fighting with my son to help him sit up, feed himself, walk, talk...all those things that we take for granted were 100 times harder for him to master. .
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Seven years later having my beautiful daughter and realizing that the man I had her with was never interested in an actual relationship with me, but still having to raise a child with him...well that is still a struggle for me. I find I am not a fan of co-parenting after years of going it alone. I'm trying.
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Getting on and off government assistance just trying to get by. Finally starting my own business and building it to a successful point where I no longer needed those programs. Still working my ass off to keep growing and keep getting better and do better. I never in a million years thought I would be a business owner!
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So many times I was tired, exhausted, and worn down. So many times I felt like I was failing at life. So many times I wanted to just quit and give up. But I never did. I am built from fire 🔥 and I have been forged into someone so strong that I will never break. I may get knocked down, but I will ALWAYS get back up.
I remember a day, not that long ago, when I told my son that he needed to pick up the trash in his room. .
To which he replied "Isn't that YOUR job?"
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The level of anger I felt at that moment was almost incalculable. I took a breath and said... "EXCUSE ME!?!?"
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His twin brother, who had been standing in the room, took one look at me and knew that was his que to leave that room.
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His brother then fully understood what was about to happen but being unable to do anything about it sat there while I reamed his ass for thinking I was some sort of servant to him.
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As the years have gone by he has gotten better at fully understanding all the things I DO actually do for him but he still has his moments. I guess the more adulting he has to do the more he will understand.
It has been that kind of a day and the list of people this applies to continues to grow lately. Maybe it is the craziness with this virus, who knows, but my tolerance level has shortened excessively.
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As a mom my patience has been tested, my heart has been hurt, my temper has risen and my frustration level has pushed me to my breaking point. Tomorrow is a new day though and hopefully things will be better but with recent events I am less than confident. .
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As a business owner am extremely stressed out because I have no idea if any money will be coming in any time soon. Which is another item that stresses out the mom part of me. I don't like not knowing how I will may the bills or if I will even be able to pay them.
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I do not have any patience left, I am too worried about too many things. So, sorry, but this is kinda where I am now.
Caring for a child with a traumatic brain injury since infancy was definitely not the future I envisioned for myself nor my sons. The absolute heartbreak at finding out your son has permanent brain damage at the hands of the man who was supposed to love and care for him. The years watching every little thing we take for granted be a struggle for him to learn or accomplish. Sitting up, walking, eating on his own, picking up toys, reading writing...
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Then as he gets older watching him understand that he isn't "the same" as other kids his age. The frustration because he can't do so many things like other kids can. The isolation he felt because of that.
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And now as an adult knowing that on some levels he still isn't 'quite' an adult. Not being able to drive, finding it really hard to get and keep a job. Knowing that he may not ever be able to live on his own...
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The emotional toll is huge for both me and my son. There are days where I am so angry that this happened to him I can't see straight. Knowing that this didn't HAVE to be his life, he shouldn't have had these struggles. .
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But more than that I am grateful EVERY SINGLE DAY that he is still with me. That he survived his injuries and that he has been so blessed to be where he is now when the doctors weren't even sure he would survive. My son is a reminder to me every day to never give up and be thankful for my blessings.
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The first few months of 2020 have been a whirlwind of blah! From having a double mastectomy in January, to some BS and drama on the family front a mere week after my surgery, emotional turmoil, work stresses...it all culminated into an emotional breaking point last night.
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I woke up today still feeling the effects of that. I really dislike having so much negative energy hanging around so I went to the gym for the first time since my surgery and I sweated it out in the steam room.
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I have been allowing negative people, negative situations and negative energy into my space and I am done. I dictate my happiness and how I let people effects me. So I will be over here on my unicorn sipping espresso while Wednesday and the other nonsense that has been hanging around passes me by.
She is strong, but she is exhausted
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Been working hard, fighting hard, no breaks... fierce as hell but definitely exhausted. The journey is hard but the destination is so damn worth it!
