I'm trying not to shift my weight too much. I can never tell what will throw off my balance and I don't have the luxury of swaying not to mention falling. Everything on my very full plate is something that has a definitive purpose and losing just one portion of it would wreak havoc on my life right now.
I get questioned as to why I have so much going on and, depending on the audience, I give an honest answer or lie through my teeth. Just existing is exhausting, with each section of my day having its own restrictions and needs. There are days when, from beginning to end, it feels like I've lived four full days, hopping from place to person to job to hope.
I know this is a phase. I know there will be light at the end of this crazy tunnel because I can no longer see the light when I turn and face behind me. I'm in the middle and it's uncomfortable but fulfilling. Losing faith now would be a rookie mistake. I'm a veteran who has been in this situation too many times to know that the good I am seeking is well on its way.
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