Give, give, give.

Kids, work, partner, family, friends, dog, society’s demands.

Then give a little more.

To the point you’re so shattered at the end of the day, there’s nothing left but the deep feeling of where-the-hell-is-my-bed.

And where can you find ‘ME’ in all of this?

Somewhere between oblivion and nowhere.

No time (let alone energy) for what I want to do, who I want to be, where I want to go. Forget that I may have something to offer the world. I’m a tad bit too busy prancing around making everyone else happyyyyyyyy.

Somewhere in that crushing exhaustion, I muster up the strength to convince myself if everyone I love is happy, I’m happy too. That bullshit quells that unfulfilled gnawing of ‘what about me?’ for 5 more mins. Sleep will come soon enough anyway.

And sure enough it does.

Then there’s a brand new day

With the same old crap.

The cycle starts again.

Give, give, give.

Then give a little more….

Enough.

It’s time to take my power back.

Its time to bring ‘me’ back.

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