I'm stuck and hurting and alone.
I've never felt more alone in my life... than I do now... here.
It's hard to even verbalize the deep pit I feel... the entrapment... the fear that I might not get out.
This year has been a hard, trying, learning experience.
And I'm grateful for it. Really, I am. It's changed me and my perspective, and my priorities... and my marriage.
and while part of me feels stronger... like I've been prepared for a battle... the other part is lame, and sore, and maybe lost.
The part that is about me.
Not the part about being a good wife or a caring mother.
The part that is just about me.