I’ve tried. Everything is falling apart. Pressure on every front and I can’t seem to catch a break. I’m pedaling as hard and as fast as I can, and I’ve planned ahead as much as possible, but then the entire script is flipped. I’m tired. I’m down. My friend would tell me to do something for me but there is no time. I can’t catch a moment to breathe. My parent has been abusing my nonagenarian grandmother. I catch flack for making time to help family help her. My coworker is harassing me, all in the guise of being old and they can’t help it. Supervisor says tell them to go away. I’m sobbing because we don’t have green beans, for crying out loud. I’m making dinner tonight and he used them all last night but didn’t say anything today. He knows I would have stopped to get them on way home but played mind games all day with texts. I need to journal or blog or something but there isn’t enough time. If I wrote it down, he would find it and read it. Thanks for coming to my TED talk. And thanks for reading, if you did.