Being a parent is so, so very hard to do. Not only are you supposed to be responsible for yourself as an adult but you have a responsibility to someone else. Someone who didn’t choose to have you as a parent.
I think that’s been one of the hardest things about this pandemic. We’re stuck with the same group of people day in and day out and I feel like I’m not doing enough. You have a bad day, you can’t do anything but try to keep it inside so you don’t hurt the ones around you.
Because they can’t go anywhere else either.
We’re all stuck here together on a planet that dying faster than anyone cares to admit.
Today, I just feel so weak.
Because I don’t know the right thing to say or the right thing to do.