I've been getting over worked.

In my job AND out.

Handing out groceries to people of low income, doing paperwork, cleaning up and around the Wesley (since I'm the only male there), setting things up for the kids, being with the kids, doing more paperwork, moving, painting, family, youth, pets, and more paperwork.

Everything seems to being working itself out...
But there's this part of me that just feels exasperated. I feel like throwing my hands up and saying "THAT'S IT! I'M OUT! SEE YA!". Maybe even chuk the deuce as I step out.

Of course, I'd leave EVERYONE stranded and up the creek, since, I don't know...

I'M DOING EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE'S JOB...

but whatever. You know, I'm cool. I can dig. I can hang. ...myself.

I don't know. I just don't know how to feel about any of this anymore. I feel like I've just fought SO MUCH through all that I've gone through here that I feel like if I left... well... it would just be all that fighting all over again.

But there's also a part of me that wonders if there's someplace else out there... A place where there's no fighting to be done.

Wanna know how I really feel though?

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