I want to go to a shrink. I feel like I need an hour or so to vent my frustrations. Because my husband is not a very good “therapist” (listener).
I thought a husband will listen and help solve my issues. But no, my husband does not have the knack for that. He just lets shit pile on and on until I am way too stressed.
I need to refocus and gain my balance back. I cannot plan my business actions like I used to. It has taken me so long to do just one single task on my To Do List that it’s starting to scare me. I’m not in a rut. Alright, alright. I’m in a rut.
Managing business rut.
But I know the root of all my problems. My crazy mother.