I am so tired. I have no energy or motivation to do anything. I don't fit in with the other moms. I just think I don't fit in with the whole world. My body is on constant alert and I just can't take it anymore. I give the little that I have to my kids. My house has been torn apart for years. We've had bats and there are gnats and ladybugs and boxelder bugs, mice. It's not fair for them to have to put up with me. I love them so mu h and don't want to hurt them, but I'm not sure how long I'll be able to use that as my excuse to stay. I have no one to talk to and can't afford to pay a psychologist, so I am writing here.
