Is That Possible?

AS is basically like have a flu that never heals. And I mean real flu, not a cold which many refer to as the flu in Africa. A real, honest to goodness flu. The type that can kill you.

If you told me you’d come down with the flu, I would never end a WhatsApp conversation with the sentence, “Enjoy your day!” Yet that is exactly what someone who ‘knows’ how stressful parenting my angels is 24/7, and knows how unwell I am, said to me.

I give up. I have given up. And it reinforced why I only answer with, “ I’m surviving” when they ask how I am. They don’t listen. Don’t care. Don’t hear.

Pretty please, if you know someone constantly in extreme pain from toe to head, fatigued and unable to reduce the pain ke rest, do not tell them to enjoy their day. There is nothing in that to “enjoy.”

People are saying in news articles articles that that woman from TikTok who shot her dying husband multiple times before two out of three of her children and then herself, had help. “She should have turned to her friends and family,” they say

There is nobody to turn to. Everyone is living their own little lives on their own separate island. I don’t know what real help her family gave her. I don’t know if her friends could have saved her from the terrible thing she did. What she did boggles my mind, frankly. Why? If YOU can’t handle something and you want to end it, end it alone. Now there’s an innocent and confused three year old who is missing her family because her mother decided she has the right to decide who lives and dies.

And I think that’s the tragedy. Those of us with stronger ethics don’t do anything drastic enough for the world to see we needed help.

But oh…We need it. And nothing reminds us how alone we are in our suffering than a nonchalant, “Enjoy your day!”