I bathed and fed and turned my client today, same as every day, and drove home to a paycheck that never once matched the weight of it. I've cared for the dying and the helpless for years, holding people through their worst. But I'm running dry inside, and there's no one turning me over when I'm the one who can't get up.
More people experience this than they realize.
You've cared for the dying for years on low pay, and you're running out of your own reserves.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.