I Went to Bed Feeling Like I Had Been Everywhere Except Myself

Dear Delyara, In everyone else’s lunch. Everyone else’s schedule. Everyone else’s mood. Everyone else’s laundry. Everyone else’s timing. Everyone else’s need. Everyone else’s emergency. Everyone else’s comfort. And when I finally lay down in the dark, I had this sudden awful thought: I don’t think I lived inside my own life today. I think I only serviced it. That thought didn’t even feel dramatic. Just accurate. I am so tired of being the infrastructure.