I am lucky. I am blessed. There are days I have to repeat those sentences like a mantra because I just can’t overcome the intense anger I feel.
There’s so many reasons I feel angry that I can’t pinpoint just one.
I’m tired of explaining my feelings and having them misunderstood or misinterpreted. I’m tired of being told to get over “it”.
I really miss my sister who’s 1000 miles away. I really miss my best friend from my girlhood who died from an allergic reaction in 2008. I miss my spouse and I seeing eye to eye, and being able to spend 4 hours together without a fight.
I hate that Drake will probably be an only child because of my health, and I hate being asked when he’ll be getting a sister.
I hate being treated like I’m nuts for not putting my son in daycare.
Stop this ride, I want to get off.