It’s hard to be patient with myself. With my body that doesn’t let me do what I want. With my mind that feels so broken. Like today. I wanted to go to church on Easter Sunday with my family. I tried preparing and planning ahead so kids would know the expectations and not fight me, so we’d all be showered and have clean clothes and not have to rush around stressed at the last minute or be late. But, my brain being what it is… went into manic mode yesterday. I imagine it’s a lot like what a ton of caffeine does to most people. I was speaking really fast…