Please say something magical about overwhelm.

I am about to hyperventilate. I recently travelled to help my father put his gardens and the outdoors of his house in order, he is 76 and barely functional from depression. Now my own gardens are so far behind (and gardening is my THING) and my work deadlines are bearing down on me, and although I can certainly LET my gardens go, I do not want to. This is a critical time of year for them here. I’m dreaming of quitting my job and having time to exercise and take care of my house and my throat feels like it’s closing.

I’m so stuck in this thought cycle, I can’t even find the thought to work. Help?