As parents, we all wrestle with feeling as though there is not an end to the demands we face every day while caring for our children and our home. It can become overwhelming and discouraging as we work tirelessly, only to have the dishes pile up, the toys strewn across the floor once more, and all within less than 24 hours. We ask ourselves, “when does it end?” I promise there is an end, but more vanishes in that moment than we realize.
A post for anyone who feels like they have lost their own identity outside of being a mother. As well as, feeling like you do so much but there doesn’t seem to be anything you do just for the sake of your own enjoyment and aspirations. It’s okay to put your needs in front of certain things like housework; in fact, not neglecting ourselves makes us better mothers and wives.
A true life account for the many years I spent living behind a mask. On the outside, I was the outgoing, free-spirited girl you could always go to if you needed a good laugh or a shoulder to cry on. But inside I was struggling with severe depression, suicidal thoughts, anxiety riddled with panic attacks, and a tendency to self-harm.