I know this blog is supposed to be about me Overcoming being Overwhelmed but right now, I don't know how to do that, I am overwhelmed, lost. Going through my days with a smile pasted on my face because that is what I am supposed to do, what I HAVE to do. History Boy worries himself sick if I am sick and not able to help him with his homework. Angus thinks I need rest but thinks I should get out more.
I am drowning and I don't know what to do. Let's teak this med, or this one. My health sucks but did I have to pass on my sucky genes to my son. He is only 12 and has so much more to handle than I did. At least I was 15 when I was diagnosed with Lupus. At least his doctors seeem rght on top of everything. If one more of my doc say, let's try this for months and see what happens.
I am already in pain, I already ache and don't sleep well and they wonder why I might be depressed, I never wanted to be this sick. I always wanted to be able to take care of myself. It sucks that I can't all the time. This was never supposed to be me. SO why am I stuck here? Fightint my own battles while watching my son fight ones just as tough if not harder.
I know I can't give up, but I need to cry. I am just can't take much more. I really can't.
I hope you all understand this blabbering blob
Love, Teena
