Do you ever feel as if you have just reached "that" point? You know, the point where you feel like all the world is on your shoulders and there is nothing else that could possibly be added, and then a whole new pile of CRAP is dumped?
That's me right now.
Without going too much into things I've reached "that" point. I am emotionally, physically, mentally, and financially maxed out. And I don't know how to return from where I've ended.
Why is it that some have life handed to them on a silver platter while others of us get left with the plastic spoons, forks, and knives served on paper plates? I don't get it.
I just need to vent, and felt here would be a good place to let out my fears, sadness, aggression, frustration, etc. Thanks for reading this non-uplifting post. Crying while typing this has helped to ease a little of the stress, but I have a LONG way to go...
Walk of Hope Week!!!!
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