Hard to write, can't explain it but don't really feel 'entitled' to even sign in. Closest word is numb (sort of).
Yet thinking of and wishing dear people here the best.
Sort of feel like I've fallen off the Earth already.
Sad at others' difficulties/ sadness.
'Co-dependency' aside, thought what else much matters than people feeling and being loved, or happy. :(
Dread my work, better word is fear it.
Partly due to my memory. And standing up for myself, waiting for fall-out.
Feel like Law photos said above. PTSD or not, it's still the same end result, I've not provided what I should, at my age, let alone compared to others. Cannot seem to alter the exhaustion etc, but that doesn't make me feel any better. Ashamed, frustrated, and sad. Defeated and hopeless, like LP said, so much is a struggle, seems no way it can ever end, never be easier.
(((Hugs to all that need them)))