I realized today, sitting in the hospital, waiting for Bri to be seen by the doctor, that I work hard to be “normal”. Not losing my temper, staying calm and reassuring, just being regular people is an exhausting endeavour.
It’s times like this that make me want to give up. Fundamentally, I am tired. I’m tired of being me, I’m tired of working so hard all the time to get myself to “normal”. I am so fucking tired.