It’s 11:00 pm on a Friday night. Sitting up in the middle of my bed and all I can think about are the lives that surround me. This has been on the brain for the last couple of nights. It wakes me at 2:30 am and again at 4:45 am without looking at the time. I am truly passionate about helping people, I believe it is my calling. The problem is, it also affects me and my well being.

As humans, we are all fighting battles that no one knows about. These battles don’t have to be negative; it can be a positive one. If it is worth it, it will take hard work to accomplish. I try to be as leveled as I can be. Some days are harder than others. But I make sure that I am strong for others because sometimes that’s what they need, strength.
I speak of my current work woes. Working with homeless families is not easy. Indeed, I dream about my families and their children. It is hard to think for 30 families and some. To balance my chaos, and their need for help, I still do not know how I make it out of bed.

I do think there should be more to say, but I’ll leave it bleak. Some days I wish I had someone who I can release my work frustration to while receiving a much needed embrace and reassurance. Some days I would like someone to be strong for me.

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