I come home to cook dinner, walk the dog, and handle little chores while trying to stay connected with my partner who works different shifts.
The routines make days blur, and the pressures to stay on top of work deadlines and personal responsibilities mount quietly.
There’s also a persistent sense that others, at work especially, don’t quite see the full me—only the surface.
At work, my manager holds the keys to any advancement or flexibility, but she often dismisses my ideas in meetings and barely acknowledges my contributions.
It’s like a subtle cold shoulder that I can’t quite call out—she simply doesn’t engage with me beyond what’s necessary.
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