I manage the household. I manage the social calendar. I remember everyone's medical appointments, the relatives' birthdays, when the children need new school shoes, when my husband's mother hasn't been called in too long.
I do all of this while also working full time. And when I mention that I am tired, I am told I don't have to do all of it. Which misses the point entirely — because if I stop, it simply doesn't happen. Nobody else is tracking it.
This invisible labour isn't the physical tasks. It's the mental weight of knowing everything and being the person who ensures nothing falls through. It runs in the background of everything I do, like software that never closes.
I don't know how to stop carrying it without abandoning the people I love. I don't know how to ask for help with something that the people around me can't even see.
For women who have navigated this — how did you redistribute this weight? Or if you couldn't, how did you protect yourself within it?