things feel like they haven't really 'let up' since about November last year. I feel like my family are just trying to ride each new thing as best we can, and hoping that we get some reprieve after that.
having said that, I think I'm doing okay overall. I'm not feeling too overwhelmed, and I feel secure in my little network of support. I do still have those occasional moments where I freak out that the bad stuff isn't going to stop until the end of my life, but I have to reason with myself - with every bad piece, there is some good too.
I guess I just have to trust that everything will ultimately be okay.