Might I tell you that I am fed up with my own life right now? Might I say that I cannot keep everyone afloat? Might I say that there are things that I am not capable of fixing? Might I say that if I cannot fix my own, how is it possible that I can fix theirs? Might I say that I am not responsible for the stupid choices that my children make, if in fact they are making them?
Would you mind if I said that I am not capable any longer of keeping with the drama? Would you mind if I said that I know that my kids have been taught, and I am not sure how to remind them? Would you mind if I told you that there are so many things so often in my life that I can no longer handle any of it? Would you mind if I just quietly checked out? Would you mind if I told you I am beyond fed up?
I do apologize. I need a break. And a good-long-exhausting walk. I'll be around after awhile. Hugs and love to all my friends.