The Other Side of Failure
I’m failing at this balancing act - this act of playing wife and mother and career woman - I’m failing at all of it. But from the outside, from the perfectly orchestrated picture I’ve constructed for you, you would not understand. Because I don’t want you to.
I’m putting forth all my effort to make sure you do not see what I don’t want you to see. My children have food and a safe, organized home. I have a husband. He smiles in our pictures and holds my hand. They are loved, my family, and they know this. In my professional life, I show up in clean clothes that are almost on trend. My hair and makeup are done, and my youthfulness can still cover what a hairstyle and lip gloss can’t. I finish my tasks on time. My patients are cared for. When I’m at work, I am there and I am stellar and I look victorious.