Been going down a not-great mental path the last few days. Wife’s cancer treatment entering a phase where it feels endless, no beginning or end. Normal tasks or small breakdowns starting to feel huge, on top of just surviving day to day. Thought I’ve been doing fine, but might be holding on by a few threads. Had a fine early morning, then starting slowly spiraling as I got the kids ready for school - needing to depart at a certain time to get to school and then work, my brain went into survival mode as the kids resisted getting dressed, eating breakfast, etc. Try to stay level headed with them. Once I got them dropped off, did some verbal moaning in the car to express my emotions, then parked in the corner of the parking lot and briefly cried to myself. Have been functional most of the day here, feeling okay as long as I don’t confront the list of tasks that remain incomplete at home or work.