For a year I was able to work from home. At the time it felt like a dream come true and I was very content with not having to commute an hour to and from work every day. I loved being able to be casual and have a flexible schedule. I wasn’t as drained mentally and physically. I was also able to save a lot of money because I didn’t have a car.
Then my job called me back.
This was disappointing because I had been told I could permanently work from home. But changes at work necessitated me going back.
My boss tried to make it better on me. I got a raise to cover the cost of getting a new car and I got a new office with a window that was completely redecorated. They even made sure to include a little shelf that turns into a desk for when Jess comes to visit as well as a lamp so I don’t have to have to turn on the fluorescent lights. It was a nice touch and showed me they were really trying to make my return to the office less miserable.
But the one thing they can’t fix is the depression spiral that’s followed. Even though I’m still on my meds and still going to therapy, it’s still so draining mentally and emotionally to have to be “on” all day. I now have four new people I’m in charge of and most of the time I feel like I have no idea what I’m supposed to be doing.
Everything is overwhelming. Even the dumb small things that shouldn’t be hard. I dropped my keys when I got home today and had a slight meltdown because it was just ONE.MORE.THING that I had to do.
I was telling the therapist how lonely it all gets, being in charge of everything all the time. I never get to turn off. At work I’m in charge of everything as Director of Operations. This means clients and co-workers and my boss are coming to me constantly with demands on my time an attention. The amount of stuff I’m expected to know is suffocating and there are several times during the day where it gets hard to breathe.
Then I come home and I have to be in charge of everything here. I have to do the cooking, cleaning, making the money, paying the bills, coordinating Jessica’s schedule and rides, staying involved with my friends, taking care of the dogs and recently trying to help my grandmother with the financial shitstorm she got herself into. It’s always something.
ALWAYS!
There’s never a time/space where I get to just breathe.
I thought I would try to create this time/space by planning a vacation. Now that I can delegate some stuff at work and have someone capable of filling in for me, it’s actually possible for me to have some real time off.
But then it just turns into another overwhelming task to take care of. Where to go, where to stay, how to get there, what to do when we get there, who’s going to watch the dogs, how am I going to pay for this? There’s so much searching for flights, hotels, etc. Everyone acts like it’s supposed to be fun but it isn’t. I just want to curl up and cry because I don’t know how to make this happen.
And it all ends up just highlighting the alone. I’m so alone. At the end of the day it really is just me having to hold it all together. All of it. And I’m supposed to be happy and thankful all the time. I have to have constant gratitude because I know it could all be (and many times has been) so much worse. I am so extremely fortunate to have a great job and supportive friends and a relatively self sufficient daughter. On paper and from the outside my life looks great and I know it’s completely tone deaf for me to be complaining.
But I’m just so tired.
And I’m so lonely.
Where do I go when I need a break? Who holds me when I need to cry and assures me that everything is going to be okay? Who pays the bills when I just can’t look at one more screen? Who cleans the house when it’s taking all the energy I have just to stay alive? Who plans the time off I desperately need to take? Who helps me plan for the future so I can stop being so scared of it?
Where does the strong person go when she’s tired of being the strong person? Where does she go when she needs to put down the burden she carries alone?
So here I am again. Back where I was pre-Covid. Overwhelmed, exhausted, anxious and circling the drain with no idea how to pull out of it.
Might as well go to sleep.