Hey, look, I’m still alive.
I’ve been working full time for almost 6 months. 50 hours a week.
I was diagnosed with pre-diabetes.
And IBS. And depression. And anxiety.
I’m on 3 different depression/anxiety/panic meds.
My marriage is a mess. I miss my kids. My house is a disaster. I’m tired.
I’ve started bible journaling while reading the bible, and picked up cross stitch again for some “self love” and “me time.”
Things are hard.
Joshua is still hard.
Dealing with the vaccine debates and the measles has been consuming my internet time. (We are not vaccinating anymore. I will not argue the subject but am more than willing to discuss).
Hope you are all well.
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