love diamond art

It’s exhausting.

Can I go back to bed now?

I know what I need to do.
Take it one day at a time, be kind to myself, gentle, start eliminating stressors, get therapy.

Just part of me wishes I didn’t have to do so much work just to get a moderate level of comfort.

But life could be worse. So I have to practice gratitude at the same time

I got a new dog (my baby Sky 🩵)
I’m fostering a second dog (what timing 😭)
And every morning I wake up in some sort of musculoskeletal pain. Today’s flavour was random arm pain, feet, hip and general soreness.
I LOVE waking up feeling like I’ve been hit by a bus despite having done nothing much

Now it’s 2025, and over the last 7 years the stress has gradually piled up.

My job has become more demanding
My heart dog crossed the 🌈 bridge
My beautiful kitty followed a year and a half later
I spent 3 years looking for a house (finally found one!) so say hello to a new (but good) stress!

If so, why make others have to manage that discomfort?

This needs to be nuanced, as some discomfort is important & necessarily especially when there’s massive global issues going on.

But if it’s just a really fucking sad story just maybe sit with your feelings for a minute?