my brain is fried

It’s embarrassing how awful my brain is sometimes.  I can’t remember things like people’s names or what was talked about.  Sometimes I wonder if I don’t try hard enough.  Sometimes I wonder if it’s the thyroid thing.  Sometimes I wonder if I just have too much to manage.  It’s probably a mix of all three.  I wish I had someone to help, tell, or lean on.  It’s tough having to always pretend.

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