When is it going to get better? That is what I have been pondering on lately. I keep thinking it over and over. Everyone says it will all get better, to have trust and believe. I have tried to be strong. I have tried to remain kind. I have tried to be support. I look to the positive and keep faith. Lately, it seems that none of that is enough. My family feels like it is falling apart at the seams and has for awhile but with my great grandma going into a home...it feels much worse. Everyone is drifting and there is no return. I feel sick about it having to happen and worse of all...I feel as though I have failed her. I have failed my great grandpa and I have failed myself. My home doesn't feel like a home. It gets better and then everything goes back to fighting and sadness with my roommates. It isn't a fault of anybody. We just seem to all clash with no middle ground because our thoughts and personalities are different. It is for this reason I also worry that things will get uncivil or we will all go to ignoring the others existence completely. This breaks my heart to think about. I might lose someone who is my best friend and on top of that, my husband is upset. I am losing my job and who knows how finding a new one will go. I can continue to hope that the wait will be short but right now...I'm starting to lose any hope I might have. It is because of this that I have put all the stress of support on my husband. It is hard. It is scary. I know he worries. I keep waiting for some other thing to go wrong because why not? Look at all that is happening around me. This doesn't even include internal pain that has been caused by a horrible injury and all the medical bills that have come along with it. I am sorry everyone. Everyone who has read this and felt sadness, pity, or whatever other negative feelings. It is not my intention nor do I want to invoke that. This post...this status is not for you. This is literally just for me. This is to get it all off my chest cause I have held it long enough. I had no other place to write. I just needed to write. So with my phone, the only thing in the bathroom to write with, I did this. I kept myself away from everyone in this bathroom to finally let go. Sorry you all had to see this. Please don't ask what you can do. I know you are all here and that I am loved. I know you will support me in whatever happens. I don't even want replies to this. Just...thanks for listening.
This is all that is going on. This is everything I wrote