I can't believe how life has been so unbelievably hard. I feel some days like I am drowning. I don't want to be an adult anymore. Bills piling up and no end in sight. I just want to curl up in a ball and cry. I can't give up because I have kids counting on me. I have no one to turn to. No one's shoulder to cry on. Writing used to make me feel better but it seems like nothing helps these days. Being the strong one is not easy. I never in a million years would have dreamed that I would be single and starting over at my age. Some days I feel angry because he died. I know it wasn't his fault but I can't help the way I feel. Every day just drags by and it feels like this is never going to end. I just want to be happy again.
