As a result, she ended up spending her days rushing around from the moment she woke until the minute she managed to get into bed.
Spending every waking minute multi-tasking leaving her utterly stressed, completely overwhelmed and constantly feeling as though she was running on a less than empty fuel tank...
After years of being stuck in the same boring, unfulfilling and monotonous routine she had thoroughly lost sight of who she was.
Every time she looked in the mirror she saw a loving mother and a loyal wife and yet, she also saw a shell of who she longed to be staring back at her.
No matter who she helped, how much she helped or what she did, nobody “saw” her or ever truly appreciated what she did...
Not only was she trapped in a lifeless existence, she was quite literally trapped in a nightmare...
Her partner was emotionally abusive.
Like all relationships, it started out normal but along the way things changed...
She kept holding onto the ‘good days’, hoping that one day things would change for the better.
Every time something went wrong, she knew it was her fault.
She shouldn’t have said that thing, done that thing or behaved in that way...
It was her job to make a happy healthy home life, she was the one who was failing.
As time continued to fly by, little by little her viewpoint changed...
A spark inside her which had been dampened down for so long started to get stronger...