Everyday has been Halloween in my house lately.
I wear a mask to hide the sadness. The complete and total desperation in my heart. Many don’t know what is going on because I am strong for everyone else.
I’ve been battered and beat down to the point where it doesn’t really hurt anymore so I am strong for those who can’t be strong for themselves.
I am torn in so many directions. I am told I am a terrible mother and that nothing I do is good enough and yet, I keep on doing what I have to do.