Dear friend,
Today I can't believe in myself. Well not in myself actually but in my mental heath. I have a plan how to reach my goals and I don't even make me work really hard.
However, motherhood have been burning me out and every evening I just want to lay down in my bed and read a book. In a good day I'm able to knit a little while I'm watching A TV show. I a bad day I'm not able to do anything. I'm exhausted and can only scroll the news feed feeding my anxiety.
I've been managing much better than I expected. Honestly I had expected PPD before my kid was born so lucky me. Unfortunately it doesn't make things easier.
This day will end.
I will sleep.
Everything will be washed away.
The new day will rise.
I need to remember that.