…but you have nothing to recharge with!
They say it takes a village to raise a child and they weren’t kidding. Ever since my son was about 3 months old, we’ve winging it. The village that we thought we had, albeit a small one, vanished.
Once we moved, that lack of a village was made even more evident. A household that had two adults now only had one. Everything from cleaning to taking care of a child to running a household fell on one person. Throw in complicated and toxic situation with a neighbor, the mental strain would only get worse.
Self care isn’t even an option anymore. Survival mode took over. The sense of drowning and feeling overwhelmed took over. A person can scream for help all they want, but is there a point if no is in a position? Or do they even want to help? It’s kinda hard to decipher sometimes when all you see are faces looking in with perplexited looks on their faces because it seems like their unsure what to do. I can make a list, or even a power point presentation, on what I need. Would that even work out? Would anyone even care?
When you have nothing left to run on, but you do it anyway because you have a little one depending on you.
Island of Misfit Mamas 