So as you can tell, I can’t think straight during a breakdown.
After reading last nights entry, I realize how selfish and ungrateful I come across. And I won’t apologize for that. But I do try to work on that attitude.
I’m grateful for what I do have with my mom. I love her. She is my best friend.
But it’s rough seeing her in pain. And I’m tired.
I don’t want people to see me as a whining little girl. I don’t want pity. And I know my mom doesn’t either. But things get old. I have moments when all I can do is cry because I just don’t know what else to do. Last night was one of those nights.
And today, as I said it would be, is a new day. The demons went back to sleep for now, and I can stop and take a breath until the next time they decide to come out to play.
Thanks for letting me rant, yall. I appreciate it.
Stay weird xoxo ❤️