Wednesday, July 9, 2008

I just can't do it anymore. Things are so bad, and I feel some days like my children would be better of without me. I am no good to them right now. I have nothing to offer them but the frustration I take out on them day after day. Shit runs downhill, and I have so much shit heaped on me, I'm drowning in it. I can't stop crying. I'm barely functioning, and i remain utterly and totally isolated.


Jenny said...

CALL ME NOW. Right damn now. I left you a voicemail.

Eating Dust said...

*hugs you so tight* Call someone please, email me.