I'm over holidays. They're a distant memory of another life.
I'm over late nights out. If my children need me at bedtime, I'll be there.
I'm over having a nice car. Just don't make me drive an automatic.
I'm over watching the telly without interruptions. That's why I go to the cinema.
I'm over expecting good health. Just give me pills that work.
I'm over getting a full night's sleep. No-one expects me to be awake anyway.
I'm also over having special needs dictate where and how I live my life. I'm over it.
If this affects you too, how do you deal with it without resentment?