Tired.

I’m so tired.

Tired of trying so hard.

Tired of borrowing money.

Tired of disconnect notices.

Tired of dodging bill collectors.

Tired of not being able to give my kids a better life.

Tired of trying yet something else that may bring in some cash and it doesn’t.

Tired of feeling broken, both in body and spirit.

Tired of failing.

Tired.

Author: Dory

Believer. Wife. Mom. Deaf chick. ADD-addled. Photographer. Graphic designer. Blogger. Guano whacknut. Not necessarily in that order.

2 thoughts on “Tired.”

  1. You? Fail? You can’t be serious.
    How awesome are you? Let me count the ways:
    1. You’ve kept your family together and happy and healthy despite all obstacles.
    2. You never give up, becoming an entrepreneur when the job market crashed.
    3. Despite a miles-long, Macy’s parade of  challenges you haven’t turned into a bitter, snarky bitch when it would be sooooo easy to become one.
    4. You are HUGELY talented – writing, designing, photography, sewing, Mom-ing, Wife-ing, et cetera ad nauseum.
    5. You have a beautiful heart, and I don’t have to meet you in person to know that. It beats across Teh Interwebz.

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