I agree. I have pushed myself to go, been miserable and not a fun person as I’m expected to be. I’ve had to realize I’m not that same person. I had to stop working after 32 years as a nurse. Lost my identity there, lost all my work friends. Can’t chase my young grandkids or play like I used to. I’m still grieving over all that. But I’ve pushed hard, worked hard, raised 3 great kids on my own basically. I’ve fought the good fight and try to continue to do that. I think that’s all any of us can do. And pick up whatever joy you can along the way.