I am exhausted and I need to rest. I can feel my body and mind giving in, so I’m giving myself the same advice I would give someone else. Rest.
Rest your body and rest your mind.

Rest.
It’s so easy yet I can not. I feel guilt, weakness and disappointment.
I already do so little, how could doing less be the answer.

I cooked “a lot” last week (I.e. I made about 3 meals).
I walked lots (I.e. I dragged my legs while holding on to walls as I moved from one seat to another.
I painted. (In 10 minute intervals, days apart at times).
I took the dog for a stroll 4 to 5 times a day (in 10 minute intervals).
I played outside with the dog, got lots of sun. (Too much).
I gardened at least once a day. (In 10 minutes intervals).
I did 3 loads of laundry. I changed my bed sheets, and I folded clothes.
I cleaned up my studio (a little).
I stood and did dishes a couple times.
I felt good, productive.

But after all that, after ONLY that. I am exhausted.
I feel physically ill and I want to throw up.
Yesterday I stayed in bed almost all day, too ill to move. 
And today I managed to get up! but I didn’t go out.
It’s hard not to go out on such a beautiful day. We have so few of those.
But my body was aching for rest; so I listened and stayed in.
I know with rest I will feel better….not great but better.

Now if I could just rest my mind. 
It is hard coming to peace with failing so much, and so many.