u/tombstonexx

Did I think I’d ever make it here? Nope. And I’m exhausted. Tired of struggling, tired of feeling like this, tired of it all. And the universe is sending me hit after hit. I get back up and immediately get knocked back down. My best friend, watching it all happen… “why can’t you catch a break?” I wish I freaking knew.

My kids asked me today if they are part of the reason I’m still here. The 14 year old asked me. I said yes and no. Yes, because I love them so much and they are awesome kids. No because if I leave, they still have their dads and step moms. They are taken care of.

Idk the point of this post. Making it to 40 is possible? I’m still miserable though.