My heart feels so heavy. I keep resolving to be better, to not let stress, disappointment, frustration (you get the point) let me become someone I'm not--someone I dislike more than anyone else. It's hard to hate yourself or at least the "you" you've become, but that's where I'm at right now.
Instead of enjoying an afternoon with my kids, I became angry and frustrated and yelled. Now I want to read to them, hug them, give them the love they deserve, but they both fell asleep! Now I have a quiet house and I'm still not happy. What is wrong with me? How do I break free from this funk?
I'm trying to not lose hope. I'm trying to lean on God. I'm trying to always remember the positives. Nothing is working. When is OK to give up?
Never. Crap! I'm not sure how much more I can take.
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