Thankful or not, the truth remains.
I am a hamster running on a wheel and I don’t know how to get off.
I keep getting into situations where I think I understand what’s being said and sometime later I find out that I really don’t.
I think I’m above the symptoms. I don’t recognize it happening and maybe that’s because outside of them I’m just a stupid person. I can not absorb information.
I can relate to a lot of you but what I’ve been through doesn’t seem at all like it should make me this way. I don’t understand and maybe that’s because something else is wrong with me. Maybe I’m literally just slow.
Anyway in this moment, I want to say I’m done. I truly believe my kids would be better off without me but I know they could never understand that. I’m not saying I’ll act on those feelings. If I want to I’ll call someone. I’m just owning the horrible thoughts and telling you all this feels so hopeless. I don’t even want to keep trying. I’d rather go home to my husband and turn into my Mom.
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