Grateful
This year has been tough. I mean it's been tough for everyone, but even before COVID-19, even before the murder of George Floyd, even before a no-deal Brexit loomed, I was finding things tough. Looking back, 2019 was the year that piled on the pressure, the year things went from just about manageable to overwhelming, but I thought I was ok. I thought that three active kids and full time work were possible to combine. Sure, I didn't do anything for myself, but which mum does? Marek and I didn't have much time as a couple, but which parents of young kids manage to prioritise partnership over organising logistics and keeping food on the table? The stress at work was an important factor, but even without a year of being professionally undermined, dreading walking into that office and having all control over my work taken away, I might have cracked. That morning in the middle of January when the tears wouldn't stop and I saw the panic in my colleague's face changed