smack…

Sometimes life is really good. Your day is going well and people are being nice. Breakfast is good, lunch is exceptional, and dinner is just what you had been wanting all day. These days tend to be the ones that end with a smack in the face.

Bam! “You could be a better mother.” or “Well, she is way busier than you and still manages to do all these things that you seem to think are impossible.”
Bam! “Stop being controlling.”
Bam! “Everything that you thought you were good at… you aren’t.”

A few more rounds, several broken bones, and a black eye later…

You decide to go to bed only to find that your pillow is cold. After a few sniffles you discover it is from the tears that seem to be falling out of your eyes and you realize that sleep is probably not going to happen anytime soon. However, you wake up the next morning knowing that things will be better.

Sometimes life is good, but sometimes it pretty much sucks. You wake up aching and sick, you miss a final, you forget about a bill, and you realize that you have once again overdrawn your account. You remember that you have several assignments that you never turned in, you’re too tired to play with your baby, everything is making you cry, and all you want to do is curl up in a ball and hide for several months. Then you realize that yet again your child needs fed, you have laundry to do, the dishes are dirty, and you have to be out of your house in a week but you haven’t really started packing. Hiding? Not an option… All of a sudden, when you think things couldn’t get worse:

Bam! “You could be a better mother.” or “Well, she is way busier than you and still manages to do all these things that you seem to think are impossible.”
Bam! “Stop being controlling.”
Bam! “Everything that you thought you were good at… you aren’t.”

A few more rounds, several broken bones, and a black eye later…

You go to bed a failure, but you fall right to sleep because it’s all you can do.

Why can’t this year just end?

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