👆👆👆👆 that’s how I feel. Trying double hard to be heard. Working twice as long to make sure I am understood.
That’s what I deal with. Daily. And the sad thing is? Sketchy family support.
As if I speak to fill the air with my voice? Just filling up the air here. No worries. Blah blah blah.
Who’s listening? And who even understands?
That’s my question. When? Will I get assistance?