Everyday feels like a struggle. Everyday there are new obstacles that make me feel not worthy and incapable of anything let alone being a parent. I worry my kids will grow up and look back and think what a mess their mother was.. how I am to blame for all the issues and hardships they will face because I cannot cope with my own.
I am not writing this for sympathy but just because I don’t know where else to say it. Tomorrow I will put on my make up and my brave face and pretend everything is ok. No one sees how I cry every night wondering how I managed to get it all so wrong. As long as the rest of the world thinks you are fine that’s all that matters.
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