I have been avoiding putting my thoughts in text lately because I’m not sure even I want to read whats swirling around up in my dome. I should be excited with anticipation on our up coming move. I should be thrilled that soccer season is “almost” over so I will be getting my free time back to do with as I please. I should be joyous that the heat has been squelched a bit lately. I should be enjoying having all 3 of my kids in my life. I should be relaxed now that one of my kids is back on track after a short venture down a dark and ugly path. I should be proud of myself for the recent steps I have taken on the path to a better me. I feel like I should be a lot happy about a bunch of things, but I am just too worn out and stressed over some stupid crap to get to enjoy any of the above. I didn’t just hit a wall, I ran into it at full tilt. I have been working recently to help my kiddo make some positive life choices. In doing that I have had to deal with the ever cooperati...
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