It's a double edged sword to have work to do and people to care for...

I feel purpose and belonging. I feel accomplishment and strength building.

But I also feel a dependency in me growing...

When I do have time to myself I am anxious and feel slightly empty. As if I don't know what to do with myself.

Granted there's always a multitude of chores breathing down my neck because I do have so little time.

I'm just worried I'm losing myself in caring for others.

I'm losing my own purpose and joy of creating, exploring and learning.

I take good care of myself, but my free time deserves me to be present in it.

I'm ready for this relentless giving era to end. But it is going to take more time.