Can you see me?

My burdens... people carry much heavier loads.
My worries... some worry much more.
My frustration... some have more.
My sadness... some are much more sad than I am.
No matter what, there is always someone who has it harder than we do; someone who has it harder than I do. I know this.
Still, I am tired of worrying and feeling frustrated and burdened.

You know how some say that their physical appearance doesn't reflect the "real them?"
I feel something similar to that... I feel like my worry takes away who I really am.
I am happy and silly. I am positive and faithful. I am optimistic and I love to laugh.
Those things get covered up more often than I like lately.

I am tired. So, so tired. Tired of worry and frustration. Tired of waiting rooms and jumping at the phone during the school day knowing it may be the school calling about Elizabeth. I am tired of medical bills and time spent at doctor's offices. I am tired of dinner time being interrupted by Elizabeth's pain from eating and plans ruined because she doesn't feel well. I am tired of feeling superficial some days in conversation with dear friends because I am just too tired to talk and can't concentrate on discussion. I am tired of not being involved in things like I was a year ago. I am tired of being tired.

I feel guilty being this tired'guilty feeling this burdened. There are others who have it so much worse and my days, with my beautiful otherwise healthy family, must seem like a walk in the park to them.
I just want normal back. I want to not be tired. I want to reflect who I really am. I want you all to see the real me..because I really am so happy. Happy is just covered up by fatigue and worry right now.