Something I’ve been pondering a lot lately is how hard it can be to be a good friend. That sounds harsh. I absolutely love and adore my friends. But man oh man, when it comes to busy times like this, it is so hard to keep up on everyone. I’m the worst at reaching out on a regular basis. I always forget to call people back. I’m the worst, lol. I wish that I was the kind of friend to give the shirt off her back, but often times I’m so burnt out I don’t have the shirt to give. Lately, the mental burn out has been so aggressive. By the time I get home from work, take care of myself and my pets, I’m exhausted. I don’t work a lot of days, but my days off are hardly so. Does anyone else relate to this?
This sounds like complaining and I don’t mean for it to be like that. All things considered, my life is not that bad. I have a roof over my head and food in my belly. I love my job. I’m in good physical health. I just wish I had more spoons to give.
To all my friends, thank you for the kindness and caring you all give. I hope I’m doing a sufficient job of giving in return. I love you all!
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