I’ve had three complete breakdowns this month. Full-body tears. Grief. Exhaustion. Overwhelm. ANGER. And so much so far beneath the capabilities of language. I feel you. In this with you.

Yeah, it's like I oscillate between the every day life stuff, and the JFC THE WORLD stuff, and then shit gets extra weird in the every day life, and then my kid needs a normal mother (well, not that normal), and then rinse repeat.