I'm holding on by the tips of, maybe, four fingers. I'm so far out of fucks and spoons that I fear I will never get caught up and remain forever in debt. I have no patience for collaborative work of any kind for I do not even have a shred of patience for myself.
I have bursts of clarity but they occur at the most inappropriate times - midnight, while at work, in the shower. I grasp them and run but I only get so far. I'm lucky if I can do one thing a day - and work sucks me dry. That leaves Sundays and Mondays as my free days and Mondays always have something going on, often things I cannot miss since they are directly related to my personal well-being and mental health.
I'm stuck but I'm committed to my life and my obligations. I just need to work it my way.
