So I went to bed rather depressed last night. Pretty unusual for me actually. As I drifted off to sleep I kept trying to put my finger on my overriding emotion. I figured out that I'm pretty tired of the relentless responsibilities. As moms (and wives), dealing with mental health issues (or a variety of other 'issues') we have a non stop litany of responsibilities. Seems to me that I never really get a break. Seems to me that I am always taking care of someone else. Seems to me that I don't have much fun. EVER!! How do you handle the CONSTANT demands on your attention? The CONSTANT need to put yourself 2nd or 3rd. Sometimes I would love to scream "Will somebody please take care of me for a while". It would fall on deaf ears. I'm sorry for whining. I am not a whiner by nature. I've actually been accused of being more like Polly Anna. And there is the danger. If we don't figure out ways to care for ourselves, who's going to do it?? What are your strategies for maintaining your balance in a topsy-turvy life??