> small hurdles spike my anxiety, my anger flares at the slightest confrontation, I notice fewer jokes, fewer attempts on my part to make people laugh. My memory goes to all hell too and I can’t seem to concentrate on prolonged amounts of anything. Books fall off my radar, I stop listening to music. My phone is in my hand at all times, scrolly-anxiety-inducing apps become impossible to avoid.
This describes me perfectly. Unfortunately I can’t take a break because it’s entirely due to being the parent of young children.
This describes me perfectly. Unfortunately I can’t take a break because it’s entirely due to being the parent of young children.