Tapped out

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I am out of give.  I am tired beyond the point that rest and sleep help.  I am desperate for a month of no giving to others, to follow my schedule, to clean up only after me, to please only me, to not listen to the woes and whines and whispers of others.  I am strong, but right now, I am not.

I feel so deeply sad and tired and full to bursting in my chest.  I look at my schedule, at the things I need to get done, at the people who are depending on me to take care of them and their problems and be ever available to them, and I get scared and frustrated and futile all at once.

How can I go to work and give to needy patients when I can't give to myself?  Where do I go to get help, acceptance, respite, and safety?