Sometimes I get tired of living. Sometimes the act of waking up every morning puts so much strain on me I would rather not exist. The process of getting by and just surviving overwhelms me. I wish that I somehow was in charge of some of the problems in my life, if that were the case then I could easily fix them, but it's those problems that have come along with life that are too much sometimes. I'm tired of crying. I'm tired of feeling this overwhelming feeling of guilt. It's easy to just say that today I decide to be happy, but actually doing it is a little bit harder, that's a lie It's MUCH HARDER.
So what do I do, I get up and just keep going through life. I fix breakfast for the kids, I clean the house, I smile I laugh but inside I'm screaming.
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