I guess the old saying when it rains it pours. My Dad’s cancer has returned and my sister is not doing so well anymore either. My Mom fought with me again on Friday – I held my ground but it is all so draining. Couple all of that with my painful breakup and yeah, another summer of shit happening.
I’m not trying to gain sympathy or feel sorry for myself, but life the past two weeks has been really hard. Sometimes I feel as if I can’t catch a break or even get an ounce of happiness thrown my way for too long.
I am tired and feeling broken, perhaps lost. I just don’t know.
I spent Saturday and Sunday with an amazing group of female friends. I was able to escape reality for a while and it felt good. It was a really fun time, but reality has set in for me again and I feel like crap. Not going to sugarcoat anything here. Life changes from high to low in an instant and I wish, just once, the target on my back would come off and life just cut me a break.