I know I am not alone when I say I have some days where I wonder, ‘Why bother?”

Those days where crawling out of bed hardly seems worth it.

I do believe if Lucy wasn’t there snuggling up and hoping I’ll soon get her her breakfast, I wouldn’t bother getting up.

The struggle is real folks.

I look around at everything that needs to be done, I feel the weight of it all settle on my shoulders, and it makes getting up a chore. It drains my energy before my feet hit floor.

I am often bitter and angry at The Curmudgeon for, even though he”s still here, leaving me, leaving me with no support, with no joy, no reason to bother with it all.

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