I am feeling both.
More than I have ever felt them before in my life.
With no foreseeable end in sight.
I know there is an end to it, eventually. But it is so. far. away.
Struggling with the dog's behavior, struggling with giving the dog, cat, horse all the attention they need deserve.
Where does that leave Chris?
Where does that leave me???
Struggling to eat right. There is no exaggeration when I say I literally don't have time in the day to shop/make food/eat. Moving, legalities, work, cleaning out my dad's house, cleaning the house, taking care of the animals. I never thought I would be spouting excuses, but here they are.
Exhausted. And sad.
Looking for a break.
Going to the vet on Saturday, hoping to get the dog into some kind of daycare program for a little while so I can at least stop running home at my lunch hour (which means I am grabbing whatever out the fridge and eating it in between cleaning up after the dog, etc).
I hate this.