I just don't know what to do anymore. I'm so tired. All the time. My mom, she's really getting bad, like the doctors say it's just gonna keep going downhill and I'm the only one here. My sister lives out of state and my brother, well he's kinda useless always has been. So it's me. Always me. And my kids they're grown but they still need me you know? My daughter she just had her second baby and she's struggling with money and her husband works long hours so I'm over there helping with the grandbabies a lot. And my son he just got divorced and he's a mess, always calling me to complain about his ex or just needing someone to talk to. I love them all but it's just... a lot. So I used to be the one at work you know? The one who volunteered for everything. Office parties, birthdays, whatever. My boss Mr. Henderson he's a really good guy. He really helped me out when I was going through my divorce a few years back. Like he let me leave early when I needed to see lawyers or just needed a minute. He didn't dock my pay he just said "take care of yourself Mary." He was really good to me. He even gave me a bonus that year when things were super tight. I owe him a lot. But lately I just can't. I used to be the one who organized the holiday party every year. I'd bake cookies and get the decorations and make sure everyone signed the card. Last year I just... couldn't. I just told him I wasn't feeling up to it and he was like "oh no problem Mary we understand" but I could tell he was disappointed. He didn't say it but I could see it in his face. And then Brenda in accounting took over and she did a terrible job it was super boring and cheap. I felt bad. This year it's coming up again and I know he's gonna ask me. He already mentioned it last week like "Mary you're the best at this stuff." And I just don't have it in me. My mom fell last week and I had to spend the night at the hospital and then I was up with my grandson who had a fever. I just want to sleep. For a week straight. Maybe a month. I feel like I'm letting him down. He was so good to me when I needed him. He was like a rock. And now I'm just... withdrawing. I just want to go to work, do my job, and go home. I don't want to make small talk. I don't want to organize anything. I don't want to bake. I don't want to pretend to be cheerful. I just want to be invisible. And I know he probably thinks I'm ungrateful or something. Or maybe just lazy. I see the way Brenda looks at me sometimes like she knows I'm not pulling my weight anymore. Like I'm just coasting. It's just hard because I used to be so good at it. So good at everything. Now I feel like I'm failing everyone. My mom, my kids, my boss. Even myself. I just want to curl up in a ball and disappear. I don't know how to explain it without sounding like a whiner. I just can't. I just can't do it anymore. And I feel so bad about it. So so bad.