During the day I'm busy being a single mom, full time working mom, teacher, manager, housekeeper, etc. I'm everything to everyone and no one is getting the best of me. I no longer have a best to give.
At night it's just me. Alone. Too much time to think.
No, really, I'm doing good. Getting better everyday. Stronger. More hopeful.
Unexpectedly it hits. A brick wall that crashes on top of me. I'm suffocating down here.
The people I loved have left me.
The places I've loved are gone.
Home is no longer home.