Pushing and pulling
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The hubby is home and Im back at work. Work full time and caregiver full time. Luckily this 30 year old is able to hobble with a cane now from room to room, but, he is dependent on me for all of the day to day stuff. Getting him to appointments, cooking the food, cleaning, caring for the dogs, shoveling the snow (why in the hell is there snow in april?), all after i work my full time job. Life was pushing me to do more and I was pushing myself to do it, pushing to carry the heavy things by myself.. At that point, I thought I had to do it and I thought i could do it by myself. Looking back I feel blessed that I was able to help; blessed to be able to care for my partner. I wish that I wasn't pushing myself alone for so long, I wish I let others help pull me up... I wish i asked more for a pull. I didnt have to martyr myself in thinking I had to do this alone. All of the people around me would say “call if you need something” or “Im here if you need me”. I think what people want i...