Sometimes I’m tapped out of it. I try and I try to be patient with people in general. Whether it is my husband or my pups or literally patients at my job.

Today I’m tapped out. I don’t have the patience to deal with shit. Understanding that I remove myself from situations that require me to have an extreme amount because there is none left for me to give.

So now I’m sitting in our “workshop” trying to count to ten and regain even a little iota if it.

Heard to the hope I gain back even just a tad of the Patience I normally have to get through the day

By Angie Amadon

Wife and fur-mom of 3. Depression and anxiety are with me always, but do not define me.

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