Well, what a way to start a journal. I'm having a very hard weekend. Two days ago it was Saturday and I attended a meeting. I cried all the way home because I didn't want to go home. I have two wonderful children, one of which is autistic. I love and adore them both. I can't say the same for my marriage or my husband. It is a struggle to care for my children while I am sooo unhappy and feeling so trapped in this place I am. Depression comes heavy at times, making it hard to be a good mom. And now my son needs to go to bed so I need to sign off for now.