When is it time to say "enough is enough?" When clearly something is not working and you don't think it ever will, when do you finally quit?
I am angry. I am sad. I am tired of pretending that my life is great. A picture I paint so that I don't seem so pathetic that I have not done anything of great value. I have no friends. No one that I have not in some way lied to about my life and what I am really going through. I wanted my life to be important. It isn't. I am not great. I am not happy. I don't think I will ever be happy. I pretend and I am not even good at pretending.
I miss MY home. I miss me. I am not great. I just exist. My son is gone and does not want to come back. I have no more purpose.
Today was a bad day. I am lost.
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