I’m at my breaking point, and I’m starting to freak myself out these days. Everything is so overwhelming that I can’t even breath. I have trouble seeing straight or making simple decisions on a daily basis. I’m exhausted, and I’m always prepared to break down and cry at a moment’s notice. Yes, I am talking about stress. I feel so out of control of my whole life these days, I don’t know how much more I can take. It’s not really fair how many things I have on my plate, especially when I have a family that theoretically could help me to accomplish some of my household tasks. For instance, maybe someone could bring their dishes to the sink on a regular basis, let alone wash a glass. Perhaps another party could feed or walk the dog. It might be possible for somebody to clean out the fridge once in a while. Or, you know, maybe they could just try to make a phone call for themselves when the freaking HVAC system breaks down. Apparently, they would rather realize that the house is feeling warm and stuffy, and do nothing about it for hours. Sweating their butts off, no one even bothered to touch the thermostat for 5 hours. Not until they realized mom wasn’t home to make temperature adjustments. When they finally examined the temperature control panel, they figured out that the AC unit was offline. One might think that they would contact a cooling specialist at that time, or maybe they would call up one of their parents for HVAC advice… but apparently they prefer to sit outside for fresh, relatively cooler air all day long, waiting for help to arrive from a 12 hour shift before even mentioning the burning hot air waiting inside our home.