Surrounded

After spending a year isolated from people then being thrust back into them I feel like I am suffocating.

I don't have problems with my husband, he's just under my feet all the time. I can't clean when he's resting because it will disturb him.

I got sick days after his return and have been surrounded by doctors and nurses and lab techs. We had an old roommate move back in to help out with the house. Oh yes, because my husband's leg broke the day after returning from leave. I have never had a chance to recover because I've had to jump into taking care of him too.

My 25 year old son will be here in 2 months to live for at least a year. There is nothing where he is at and he wants a new start in life. I hope he can find it here. My once empty 4 bedroom house is quickly filling up. If there is not one person demanding my attention there are three or four or five. Keep adding in extended familial problems that I'm expected to deal with from a thousand miles away and the numbers keep getting higher.

I need some peace. Some solitude. Some time away from the news or the constant facebook bickering over the proposed mosque or the Qur'an. There is no way to choose a winning side. The flooding, the fires, the earthquakes, tsunamis. The list goes on with disgruntled workers killing people at former job sites. I am sensitive and for whatever reason I take on the problems of everyone. No, I don't try to fix them. I just feel them.

For just a few days I don't want to feel. I don't want to be needed. I just want to be alone and not have any demands made on me. No expectations, no worries.

Dream worlds are nice huh?