*sigh* Every week that I manage to make it through reminds me how worn down I am. But I'm watching a MASH marathon (even though I own the whole series) and it reminds me how much worse things could be. I'm tired. I'm burned out. But there's a reason to keep going on, to take care of myself if nothing else. I think that's all I'm marginally capable of at this time.

And I don't hold people's lives in the palm of my hand, thank god.