Dont know if i need a hug or a brain transplant. I just know that for the last 6 months things have just gone from bad to worse.
Wheres my ability to laugh gone?
Where has my willing to live gone?
I feel guilt for everything.
My son and daughter hate me. Yet my hubby of 36 years sticks by me.
Why I dont know cus hes always been 3rd best after my kids.
I hate wake up and dont want open my eyes.
Where have them friends gone that I used to work with before I got panic attacks?
Im not contagious.
My daughter txt me monday wishing I was dead cus i told her she was becoming more like a sister rather than a mummy to her daughter.
It was the truth.
I know i try my hardest to be a good person, a good mum and a good person.
If ive failed im so sorry.