I Left a “Good Man” When I Realized I Was His Life Manager

had to tell me.”

That is the mental load. It is the exhaustion of thinking for two brains. It is the burden of carrying the mental map of our entire lives while he lives like a passenger, enjoying the view.

I am tired. I am tired of being the only one who notices we are out of milk. I am tired of being the only one who knows when the dog needs shots.continue reading …