by D KOBAYASHI
My job doesn’t pay…in fact, my husband and I spend thousands upon thousands of dollars on “my job” every year – lost work as an RN, procedures, therapies and treatments not covered by insurance, new supplements well-meaning people swear by, expensive devices and treatments that might help.
I work every hour, every minute, to beyond exhaustion. There is no coffee break, no downtime, no weekends, no vacation. No time off despite excellent behavior. And yet – my job doesn’t look like a job to most people. Everyone who sees me thinks I’m a-ok as I pretend to be Normal. I even spend energy faking it for my family. They have no idea how hard I work to appear better than awful. And I want so much to be Normal. I dream of waking up one day – and all of this struggling will just *poof* be over.
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