Ronni
Well-known Member
- Location
- Nashville TN
I’m gonna bitch and whine a bit, so bear with me, please 
I’m exhausted, both physically because I’ve not been sleeping well at all, but even more so emotionally and mentally. I feel such a weight on me as I help Ron navigate his own illness, but also as I support him as he deals with his daughter’s cancer, and to a lesser degree as I help his other daughter, Sheri’s sister Krystal, deal with her own emotions.
Their Mom, Ron’s ex, isn’t the most stable person, and Krystal often turns to me for support with whatever life issues she’s dealing with. And don’t misunderstand, I’m a nurturer, a helper, and I’m always so happy to lend support, and in the moment I’m very focused on being that for loved ones. But when the dust settles, I realized how wrung out I am.
And honestly the dust hasn’t settled much at all, especially with Sheri’s ups and downs, so I don’t feel like I’ve had a moment to just breathe and decompress.
All I can think of is getting away, taking a trip, leaving my phone behind, just escaping for a little while so that I can catch my breath. And the moment things level out, even if it’s just a brief respite, that’s what I’m going to do. Our dear friends who run an Airbnb are ready at a moment’s notice to receive us, cook for us, and fuss over us.
Meanwhile I’m doing my best to find moments here and there. Hanging out with my kids, my daughter and the grands, getting a pedicure (my guilty pleasure in the warmer months) playing with the dogs, are all recharge moments for me so I’m doing those things when I can.
I just…this crap just really sucks, y’know?
I’m exhausted, both physically because I’ve not been sleeping well at all, but even more so emotionally and mentally. I feel such a weight on me as I help Ron navigate his own illness, but also as I support him as he deals with his daughter’s cancer, and to a lesser degree as I help his other daughter, Sheri’s sister Krystal, deal with her own emotions.
Their Mom, Ron’s ex, isn’t the most stable person, and Krystal often turns to me for support with whatever life issues she’s dealing with. And don’t misunderstand, I’m a nurturer, a helper, and I’m always so happy to lend support, and in the moment I’m very focused on being that for loved ones. But when the dust settles, I realized how wrung out I am.
And honestly the dust hasn’t settled much at all, especially with Sheri’s ups and downs, so I don’t feel like I’ve had a moment to just breathe and decompress.
All I can think of is getting away, taking a trip, leaving my phone behind, just escaping for a little while so that I can catch my breath. And the moment things level out, even if it’s just a brief respite, that’s what I’m going to do. Our dear friends who run an Airbnb are ready at a moment’s notice to receive us, cook for us, and fuss over us.
Meanwhile I’m doing my best to find moments here and there. Hanging out with my kids, my daughter and the grands, getting a pedicure (my guilty pleasure in the warmer months) playing with the dogs, are all recharge moments for me so I’m doing those things when I can.
I just…this crap just really sucks, y’know?



