I saw today, the drunk assholes across the street were back at it again.
I turned around and brought the dogs back in and sent them out back to play. I just don’t have it in me today.
I saw someone from the not so distant past texted me. I sat my phone down and made a cup of coffee instead. I really can’t deal with all of that today.
Had a couple argumentative dicks try to tell me I’m a cold, unfeeling bitch for the way I spoke to a domestic violence victim. You fuckers can just cram it because I can’t deal with y’all today.
Look, I spend about 20 hours a day, every single day of my life attempting to find the high road and take it. I make it my business to save animals. I make it my business to try to be a motivational influence in the lives of women currently suffering in their homes. I always speak up for the underdog. Not one time in my life have I simply zipped my lips and not stood up for whoever was being treated badly, regardless how powerful the oppressor.
Today, though, I’m simply exhausted. I feel like I could nap for days, and let’s be truthful; I’m not even the one that has to do the work. These poor animals out here are the ones trying to find the strength to survive another day. These women are out here trying to make it through the day without their shitbag husbands killing them. These people are out here trying to just skate by one more day, just trying to keep it together one more day.
And I have the fucking nerve to talk about being tired.
Nevermind. Hotline is open. Call me at any of the 1-800-FUCKBOY extensions. I guess I’m not really all that tired after all.
And just like that she straightened her crown and went about handling her business like a Queen.
We all get tired. I believe you and I just talked about it. Grab your coffee and proceed with your duties. The evil in the world isn’t taking a day off and so, alas, neither will you.
There is a truism that was difficult for me to learn. It was an important lesson from a therapist "The rescuer becomes the victim."
As soon as you step in, the target gets drawn on you.
As long as you are aware and can be ready for the slings and arrows, okay. But man, it can be brutal. And make you tired.