I am really sick of this nagging thought in my head. I’m hoping that if I write about it, I can at least begin to purge it from my thoughts and get rid of it all together.
What I truly feel: I work hard. I am a mother. I am an artist. I am a volunteer. I am a friend. I am a daughter. I am a wife. I usually don’t make a single cent from any of this. Someone very close to me refers to some of this as ‘bulls–t.’
What nags at me: I need time away from the mother part to do some of the other parts. In order to get that, I need to pay someone to take care of my child. If I don’t make any money from this other stuff, how can I justify paying a babysitter?
What I truly feel: I deserve the time to do my own thing. I don’t need justification.
What nags at me: Someone close to me and possibly other people don’t always agree. And I wonder if I really do deserve it.
What I truly feel: Tired of second guessing myself and a bit depressed.