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The Secret Exhaustion of Being Second
One sunny afternoon, as I was heading to the laundry room, an overwhelming wave of exhaustion washed over me. I muttered aloud, “I’m so tired.” My husband, ever the observant type, once pointed out, “You didn’t do anything; how could you be tired?” That comment stuck with me. It wasn’t just laundry-induced fatigue. It was…