It Started As A Good Day

I was fairly active, productive, and motivated.

I don’t know what happened.

I’m sitting curled up in my chair, my throat is closed up with unshed tears and the idea of moving is repugnant.

I’m supposed to take boys to the beach today.   I just want to go cry in my bedroom.

I hate this roller coaster… why couldn’t he have gotten better?

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