I cried reading this thinking I could of written it.
With the added grief I have, I just feel a mess to my fa,ily as I go through the motions to look and act normal. But, inside I screaming a heart hurting nightmare.

I feel like everyone else has pain and problems they donlt live like this. they keep their home spiffy and not have clutter and two months of dust. Why can;pt I have strength, why am I so tored, why does just exsisting take so much energy.

But no one see the hidden pain. I don;t want them too.
Thanks for posting this.
dianne