Day 4,191—Everything is a Struggle—

 

       My son has been sick this week, and I am not feeling amazing. I am glad my daughter was able to fight off whatever illness she had over the weekend. This should have been an easy week. I only had three days that I had to work a normal day, but those days were filled with challenges and information that anyone would have a hard time responding to. Yesterday, as I was about to leave my office, I had 3-5 kids come in my office wanting to play with the Legos I keep in there or wanting a healthy snack.

        I only keep healthy snacks, which is usually a deterrent from getting so many kids to ask, but not so far this year. Everyone seems to be hungry all the time. On Friday last week, when I told a kid no and my office was locked, the next time I saw him, he was crying because of a confrontation he had with another kid. His mom was so mad that she told me she was going to take him out of school. No judgment, but I don’t like that it might be one of the last interactions I have with him. I am trying not to be too hard on myself and focus on what I can do, but there is such a tremendous need, and most people prefer to sit on the sidelines and pass judgment on others rather than doing anything to help. And my bills keep going up, and health insurance keeps getting more expensive, and the only thing that our government seems interested in is making money for Trump and his friends and punishing those who dared to stand up to a corrupt former president.