I think mom should stand for “My Oh My.” I have so many things to fix!
Now I don’t mean physically fixing things. My husband does a fantastic job of that. I mean fixing everyone’s problems. I have a tendency, when I see someone with a problem, to try and help them fix it or just fix it myself.
I realized I’m working on at least six different issues right now and not a dang one of them is my own! I just don’t like seeing people sad, mad, upset, hurt, unhealthy and the list goes on from there.
In the process of “fixing,” I end up carrying much of the other person’s stress on my own shoulders. From growing up on the farm, I can easily throw a 50 pound bag of feed over my shoulder and carry it with no problem. But stress … it weighs far more.
It’s not like I don’t have any issues that need solving. Working on those would fill my days. I just put them on the back burner and let them simmer. Smart huh. Just call me “The Problem Pack Mule”.
How the heck do you let that stuff go?