“Holy Shit I’m Tired” – The Menopausal Woman’s Lament
November 28th marks my firstborn’s 22nd birthday, and coincidentally, the 22nd anniversary of the beginning of my perpetual exhaustion. I could technically say 22 years and 3 months because that last trimester was a real doozy, but I digress. The point is, I’m tired. So fucking tired. I would dream of a good night’s sleep, …
