My husband, my son, my mother.
I'm really having a bad day.
I just can't do it all!
It's not the actual caring, it's the d@%n paperwork.
I'm sick of having to prove my husband is "disabled." It just digs all of my emotions up again!
I'm sick of worrying about my son being able to go to the doctor.
I'm sick of my mother dwelling on petty crap, like a missed newspaper!
I just can't imagine how I will be down the road.
Sorry!
I'm really having a bad day.
I just can't do it all!
It's not the actual caring, it's the d@%n paperwork.
I'm sick of having to prove my husband is "disabled." It just digs all of my emotions up again!
I'm sick of worrying about my son being able to go to the doctor.
I'm sick of my mother dwelling on petty crap, like a missed newspaper!
I just can't imagine how I will be down the road.
Sorry!