October 1, 2021
Drop partner off at work, drive 40 minutes to parent’s house, fight with mother, work meeting (feel completely incompetent to keep up with everything), zoom meeting with an estate lawyer with my mom designating who does what when death leans against the door, rush out the door, while on my 40 min drive back home call and tell my partner I can’t give them the car after all (insert guilt imposed onto me by me), rush to staples because I need to start organizing all of the parent paperwork that continues to pile up in random corners of my office (probably should pick up some work organization tools too since that has totally shit the bed), and rush home to a department meeting and feel pressured to put my camera on because I know my chair prefer this, and scroll and see an irritating co-worker who is historically a completely tone deaf (not to mention self-centered, attention seeking, privileged) annoying person. This is the moment I would like to direct all of my anger at her because she is annoying but I will not since that is not what this blog is about. I’m sitting in this meeting. Angry. I want to throw my laptop against the wall. I want to eat something. I want to walk outside. I want to paint. I want to get my parent’s shit organized because I feel like I am losing track of that too. I need to work on that CME presentation, and then that AACOM presentation, and that AACOM presentation abstract. I am angry. I am overwhelmed. I hate this. I hate HATE hate this.
Fighting Invisibility 