There has to be somewhere to start, and now seems as good as anytime.
I was woken from a deep sleep to the sound of throwing up, and a hot splash on the back of my head. Son #2 is sick, and has been for a couple of days. even though i had carefully supplied a container to catch anything that might have come up, in the depths of sleep he missed, well actually hit, just not what i had planned him to hit.
So I am here 3 hours later and sleep is just a sweet wish at this point. I have been told writing is an outlet that will help me through everything. So here i am.
I need change, sick and tired of feeling sick and tired.
The last few years..lets be honest my life has been a shit show . Everything that has happened has lead me to the place I am now. I don't want to continue in the shit show , so in order to have something different you need to do something different right?
I am done making bad choices,done feeling worthless, and I want to love myself again.
so. this is the start.
I am scared shitless...
