I'm finally making dinner quite late in the evening. I've told my S.O. ghat he has to help me make this caregiving job I do a little easier. I have physical pain from the physical demands and I've become depressed. I'm falling in and out of serious depression. Everyone in the nation faces an abnormal level of stress. I don't mean to say my lot in life is so awful. Objectively, I have blessings to be thankful for. But, right now, awful is how I feel. I keep breaking down crying.