Tonight, my heart is heavy.
This feeling just sits there. It just sits, like a dark shadow, in my stomach. I can’t name it, only feel it.
And it doesn’t feel nice.
Insurance. Doctors. Therapies. Advocating. Forms. Worrying.
How is there supposed to be room for cooking? Cleaning? Fixing?
Self care? Ha. I’m lucky to have time to shower.
It’s midnight. And, tonight, I’m heavy with a burden no one should have to carry.