Because I want to talk about it.

I am seeing a lot of posts / memes about “people with out kids, tell me what it’s like” followed by something smart ass like “how many baths have you taken, tell me about the 5-10 hobbies you’ve picked up”.

They just keep frustrating me. I’m still working, full time. I’m not able to read as much, not because I don’t have the time, but because I cannot get my mind to stop spinning about the heaviness that is work to focus on reading.  I’m struggling to sleep. I am taking a few more baths but it’s to calm myself. They aren’t really all that relaxing.

It’s lonely as fuck. It’s quite depressing. I’m scared to go into work, but the upside of it, is that I can see Lela and Julia. They are the two people who I am seeing 5 days a week.  They are who I have talked to the most in the last 5 1/2 weeks.

I have no doubt that all the sudden becoming a teacher to your child[ren] is hard, especially if you are juggling it with working from home, or even worse if your child isn’t old enough to be in school and they are a bit more demanding.  But please do not think it’s a walk in the park for those of us who do not have kids, especially the single folks, living alone.

Have some grace for everyone, we are all handling this in our own ways.

I wish I knew where this was from so I could give credit but I’m sharing without:

We are all in the same boat.  We are not all in the same storm.

For some it’s sprinkling. It’s a break, a breather.

For some it’s a storm. It’s a bit scary, it’s disruptive and makes you worry a bit.

For some it’s a storm. It’s a damn hurricane. It’s dark and unknown, it’s life changing.

It’s not wrong to be enjoying the sprinkle or enduring the storm. Please do not negate the different. Rest with your family, but do not minimize the hurricane engulfing your neighbor.