I don't see a way out of this. I have knives in my stomach. I don't think anyone in my family understands what is happening. I feel like the crazy one. I don't know if that woman can help, she almost instilled more fear in me (how hard it will be to D him). What am I going to do, go on to therapist #6...I feel like no one can help me. My kids' little hearts are right in the middle of this...
And, what is wrong with me that I'm not in a better mood? H seems to be jovial most of the time.
I'm rambling, no sleep and I mean none and leaves me in what shape for my kids? And to work?
I am going to a meeting this morning for an organization I am volunteering for just to channel some of my energy and meet some people.
I will try to pull it together. I feel physically ill.
