Everyone seems to be adamant that I need to take better care of myself and to balance out my tasks and to include outside things that fulfill me, but almost no one actually shows up to support me in doing any of that. And they wonder why I just keep getting more exhausted and my tolerance for things gets lower and lower.
A rare few have stepped up and concretely helped me to do some of these things, and those occasions have been absolutely awesome. They have reminded me that I can be a real person still and that I am actually loved.
Thank you for those occasions and for my home. Please, keep my husband and my baby and me safe, and make us well. Please, help us to be kind and gentle with one another whenever we are hurting. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2025
hannah ananas 